So there I am, thinking to myself as the working day slowly draws to a close, that the day has gone well, that the store will be tidy and that everything is upstraight.
I could not have been more wrong.
Having been rocked by the news that a thoroughly nice man I knew had died, I didn’t think anything would happen to rival this. Instead, four chavvy scumbags swept into the store, stole three tablet PCs and tried to steal two more. I tried to stop them but four against 1… well, the odds were not in my favour.
I wonder if thieving little shits like the ones who struck last night realise just how scummy they actually are. They’re cowardly chicken-shits, too afraid to get jobs or be civilised men so they resort to smash-and-grab raids for drug money. I hope they get caught, and that the book is thrown at them.
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