Crazy Custys Calling: New Year's Eve Banshee Hell



Insecurity here with a tale on the tail end of the year.
I was working the day shift on the last day of the year with, I'll call him Sharps, because he loves knives and swords almost as much as I do.
Poor sharps got a call from a very, very angry lady. I know she was angry, because I could hear some of the call from the other side of the office.
She started off howling, asking Sharps how to get to us, Sharps brought up good ol' Google on our old, outdated and slow as a constipated walrus computer,and started loading the map. He then asked her for her location and some patience as the computer loaded up.
Well, she was having none of that. I heard the screech of, "WHAT?!?!? You should KNOW!!!"
Evidently, we need to know where in an 80+ square mile metropolitan area you are and then know how to get you to us.
He again asks where she is so he can find her the fastest route. I again hear the inarticulate banshee warble of impotent anger, and then, nothing.
He looks at the phone puzzled, and then shrugs and hangs up. Evidently she decided to direct her anger and the phone and either broke it into a large integer value of separate pieces or just hung up. I got the warm fuzzies thinking that the howler may have broken their expensive phone.
Peace out and may you have a tolerable new year!


Nasty Ass Thief Kids Get Confronted By A Soldier


C10From Sqrlchez, TalesFromRetail

Background: Last year I was fourteen and lived with my grandpa in California for a year. When I wasn't at school or at home on the computer, I would be working at his locksmith shop as an "apprentice." He paid for everything and took me to and from school, so I gladly worked for free.

Story: My grandpa had just got done helping a soldier in the national guard: he needed to get copies of his keys as he was going to be away for several months and had someone watching his house.

As I was cutting his keys, two 16 or 17 year olds walked in. They needed a bike lock so they could go surfing and take their bikes. As I was cutting the keys and my grandpa was around the corner answering the phone, the teens decided to grab a few things off of a huge board out front that has tons of key and lock accessories.

They hid the accessories in their towels, and put the bike lock on the counter. The soldier noticed and walked up behind them. After they had paid for the bike lock and started walking away, the soldier started yelling at them asking if they were going to pay for the things in their towels. The teens immediately dropped everything and ran.

The soldier got his keys for free, as it was only $20 for the 8 keys. Way cheaper than the things he kept the teens from stealing, and it only cost us a couple dollars.