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I don't know if you have a Fry's in your area, but I have one in mine, hell I know they have them as far as texas. they are like a multipurpose electronics store. Anyways, so here's my tale of the night.
So, the wife and I go to a bar after work and I say "I need to grab some memory cards, I am gonna run by frys" she says have fun with that and I am on my way.
So the place is like heaven for geeks. I know they have a bin for the memory cards, so I grab 2 of the 2 gigs at 10 bucks a piece. But I am in a place where I can look around so I decide it's raining, I am going to wait and check out some stuff.
First, I see there's a big discount area for PSP games, so I stop, check out a few, but I'll be honest, most psp games suck, so I rent them or use homebrew games, nothing interests me, so I put the games back.
Next, I decide to look at the lcd tv's. we have a nice tv here, a mitsubishi HDTV but it's not a flat screen, but that wasn't where I started looking. I wanted a new TV for my office, the TV is way too big for how small my office is so I roll by looking at the 18-22" TV's and look for a bit, reading the specs and checking out the backs of them for HDMI ports.
This is where things got kind of weird, this guy walks up and starts looking too, but I get the feeling he's looking more at me. The TV's are more than I want to spend 350+ for a 22" TV with 2 HDMI ports, meh, I'll wait. So I go check out the 32+ inch size sonys to see what they cost, I need to see what my goal is and continue looking around. The guy comes up beside me and isn't being real subtle right now, so I decide "fuck it, I am going to pay and leave"
On my way out, I go down the wireless phone accessory isle. I look at the stuff for blackberry curves, but nothing jumps out and I decide to go check out.
So I get to the line and I see the guy who's been following me and he comes around the back and stands behind the checkout gimp who's ringing me up. I have worked for the place before so I realize "aah, plain clothes security, but why the hell is he fucking with me..." The checker tells me the price, I toss down my credit card, and the kid asks for ID. No problem, I flip out my wallet and show the kid my ID. The guy from the TV's walks up and grabs my wallet, looking at it and tosses it back down "Your ID's expired." and tosses it AT me. I say "uhm ok" and take the 22 bucks out of my wallet and pay in cash, I get my receipt and merchandise and head towards the exit.
When you leave Fry's they check your bag and reciept to make sure everything matches up. I show the "door goon" my reciept and head on out. Right after I show, the plain clothes exits from a door next to the "door goon" and waits. He stands within 10 inches of me following really closely as I walk outside. I pause at the door, look back and just shake my head.
For the first time, I am being followed by security, but I am not doing anything wrong, also, I am not a scared kid, I have worked retail and know the rules.
So I head out the door. The moment I step outside he taps me on the shoulder.
Plain Clothes "Sir!"
Me "Yes?"
PC "Can you come back inside"
I pause, look at him and say "Why?"
PC "We need to talk to you, please come back into the store"
Me "Uhm... No."
PC "May I search you?"
Me "No, you may not."
PC "If you don't cooperate, I am going to have to forcibly take you back into the store"
Me "If you touch me two things are going to happen, first I am going to knock you on your ass, second, I am going to sue the fuck out of this store, so you do what you have to do."
At that point, he takes his radio out and makes a call. I lean back against a pillar holding up the awning and light up a cigarette.
Now, the guy I am talking to is a little shorter than me, maybe a little wider but I spent a good portion of my youth taking kick boxing, and the knees may not be what they once were, but I know if dude touches me I am allowed to defend myself and I can probably take him. The guys who he called, however, that's a different story.
One is a hispanic guy who's probably in the 300 pound range and looks like he spends his free time in jail lifting weights, the other is a large white guy, probably about 6'5" and built. So the odds have changed.
Now they are being a lot more adamant about me coming inside, but a crowd is starting to watch. I am standing right in front of the store smoking and these three are now starting to look like bullys.
At this point they aren't asking, they are telling me to get back in the store. I am telling them no. They say they are going to call the police, I tell them please do.
At one point, the large hispanic guy reaches out for my cigarette but I move my hand over and push his hand away, shaking my hand. He puts his hands at his side and goes chest to chest and says "You wanna go? do something, I'll fuck you up" I just bust up laughing in his face. Then take a drag. Commenting afterwards that I wasn't going to risk my career for a guy that makes eight bucks an hour.
Finally, I tell them "you need to do something, call the manager, call the police or swing, I got shit to do, and you are taking my time"
So, they call the store mananger, he says he's coming down and they back away, standing now like 5 feet from me. I put my cigarette out as some guy comes out and talks to them.
The first PC I was talking to says I was acting suspicious from the moment I walked in, I went by the memory bin, grabbed something (that would be the two sdcards I have) and then went by the games, picked up a bunch and headed to the back section of the TV's.
The Manager then comes to me and asks me some questions, I tell him I was looking at PSP games, reading the back and put them all back. He says "I realize you're not letting anyone search you" he looks down at my pockets and over me "but can I ask what you have in your pockets"
Me "Sure, I have my blackberry in my pocket, and my keys, my jacket pockets have my smokes"
There's a short conversation afterwards, 2 of the goons leave, and I tell the guy I used to work there, I was there they day the place opened, i know better than to try, so unless they are going to call the cops, I am leaving. I get a little attitude from the manager, but they don't have anything to detain me on so I get to go.
So, my point, if you are in frys, be careful, if you look around you stand a chance that they will think you are a thief. Just a heads up.
So, the wife and I go to a bar after work and I say "I need to grab some memory cards, I am gonna run by frys" she says have fun with that and I am on my way.
So the place is like heaven for geeks. I know they have a bin for the memory cards, so I grab 2 of the 2 gigs at 10 bucks a piece. But I am in a place where I can look around so I decide it's raining, I am going to wait and check out some stuff.
First, I see there's a big discount area for PSP games, so I stop, check out a few, but I'll be honest, most psp games suck, so I rent them or use homebrew games, nothing interests me, so I put the games back.
Next, I decide to look at the lcd tv's. we have a nice tv here, a mitsubishi HDTV but it's not a flat screen, but that wasn't where I started looking. I wanted a new TV for my office, the TV is way too big for how small my office is so I roll by looking at the 18-22" TV's and look for a bit, reading the specs and checking out the backs of them for HDMI ports.
This is where things got kind of weird, this guy walks up and starts looking too, but I get the feeling he's looking more at me. The TV's are more than I want to spend 350+ for a 22" TV with 2 HDMI ports, meh, I'll wait. So I go check out the 32+ inch size sonys to see what they cost, I need to see what my goal is and continue looking around. The guy comes up beside me and isn't being real subtle right now, so I decide "fuck it, I am going to pay and leave"
On my way out, I go down the wireless phone accessory isle. I look at the stuff for blackberry curves, but nothing jumps out and I decide to go check out.
So I get to the line and I see the guy who's been following me and he comes around the back and stands behind the checkout gimp who's ringing me up. I have worked for the place before so I realize "aah, plain clothes security, but why the hell is he fucking with me..." The checker tells me the price, I toss down my credit card, and the kid asks for ID. No problem, I flip out my wallet and show the kid my ID. The guy from the TV's walks up and grabs my wallet, looking at it and tosses it back down "Your ID's expired." and tosses it AT me. I say "uhm ok" and take the 22 bucks out of my wallet and pay in cash, I get my receipt and merchandise and head towards the exit.
When you leave Fry's they check your bag and reciept to make sure everything matches up. I show the "door goon" my reciept and head on out. Right after I show, the plain clothes exits from a door next to the "door goon" and waits. He stands within 10 inches of me following really closely as I walk outside. I pause at the door, look back and just shake my head.
For the first time, I am being followed by security, but I am not doing anything wrong, also, I am not a scared kid, I have worked retail and know the rules.
So I head out the door. The moment I step outside he taps me on the shoulder.
Plain Clothes "Sir!"
Me "Yes?"
PC "Can you come back inside"
I pause, look at him and say "Why?"
PC "We need to talk to you, please come back into the store"
Me "Uhm... No."
PC "May I search you?"
Me "No, you may not."
PC "If you don't cooperate, I am going to have to forcibly take you back into the store"
Me "If you touch me two things are going to happen, first I am going to knock you on your ass, second, I am going to sue the fuck out of this store, so you do what you have to do."
At that point, he takes his radio out and makes a call. I lean back against a pillar holding up the awning and light up a cigarette.
Now, the guy I am talking to is a little shorter than me, maybe a little wider but I spent a good portion of my youth taking kick boxing, and the knees may not be what they once were, but I know if dude touches me I am allowed to defend myself and I can probably take him. The guys who he called, however, that's a different story.
One is a hispanic guy who's probably in the 300 pound range and looks like he spends his free time in jail lifting weights, the other is a large white guy, probably about 6'5" and built. So the odds have changed.
Now they are being a lot more adamant about me coming inside, but a crowd is starting to watch. I am standing right in front of the store smoking and these three are now starting to look like bullys.
At this point they aren't asking, they are telling me to get back in the store. I am telling them no. They say they are going to call the police, I tell them please do.
At one point, the large hispanic guy reaches out for my cigarette but I move my hand over and push his hand away, shaking my hand. He puts his hands at his side and goes chest to chest and says "You wanna go? do something, I'll fuck you up" I just bust up laughing in his face. Then take a drag. Commenting afterwards that I wasn't going to risk my career for a guy that makes eight bucks an hour.
Finally, I tell them "you need to do something, call the manager, call the police or swing, I got shit to do, and you are taking my time"
So, they call the store mananger, he says he's coming down and they back away, standing now like 5 feet from me. I put my cigarette out as some guy comes out and talks to them.
The first PC I was talking to says I was acting suspicious from the moment I walked in, I went by the memory bin, grabbed something (that would be the two sdcards I have) and then went by the games, picked up a bunch and headed to the back section of the TV's.
The Manager then comes to me and asks me some questions, I tell him I was looking at PSP games, reading the back and put them all back. He says "I realize you're not letting anyone search you" he looks down at my pockets and over me "but can I ask what you have in your pockets"
Me "Sure, I have my blackberry in my pocket, and my keys, my jacket pockets have my smokes"
There's a short conversation afterwards, 2 of the goons leave, and I tell the guy I used to work there, I was there they day the place opened, i know better than to try, so unless they are going to call the cops, I am leaving. I get a little attitude from the manager, but they don't have anything to detain me on so I get to go.
So, my point, if you are in frys, be careful, if you look around you stand a chance that they will think you are a thief. Just a heads up.
I was like "fuck no". I don't run to benefit myself...I'm sure as fuck not running to save a couple t-shirts.
