Computer games
After leaving school and taking up my first real job in a popular computer games retail store (let's call it GAME), I was stunned at the amount of weirdo's that wandered in and out.

Some include:

Tramp man. This bloke was the stereotypical hobo, dirty clothes, foul brown and yellow beard, a fucking wretching stench and looked like he'd just been rescued from a skip.
But every week, without fail, he'd come in and buy the latest driving game. Every time. Without fail. I mean... what the hell did he play it on? Where did he get his money from?

Also the fat, sweaty bloke who used to create a huge fire hazard by rolling in on his shopomobility scooter and proceed to destroy all the lower shelves, crush other customers feet and also stink the shop out.
One day this guy had clearly shat his pants, but continued his rampage around town, stuffing his face with salted peanuts with an air of disregard.

Paedo man. Quite clearly a nonce. Always bought kids games, spoke in quite a high pitched voice and spent hours wondering wether to buy the latest Walt Disney game or the new pokemon. Never ever saw him with any kids of his own, and claimed to still live with his mother (this guy was in his late fourties at least).

Mr OCD.
Would complain about fucking anything. A miniscule kink in the controller wires, a fingerprint on the protective box, the volume of the in-store music, the size of the queue (obviously my fault). A twunt of the highest order.

The worst times were at Christmas though, when the worst of humanity would stagger into the shop at 5:29pm on christmas eve, stinking of beer and demand an xbox/ps2 for their kid.
When informed that we had sold out in the christmas rush, they would kick off at the manager or nearest sales person (obviously our fault that this twat had spent his wife's savings down at the local boozer all day, waiting until the very last fraction of a second to buy a high demand gift for their poor kid).... it was our fault 'you've fucking ruined christmas for our malcom, if you don't give me an xbox, i'll knock yer out'...
Twat.

Great days.
(mr-lizard Hell's teeth man!, Tue 9 Sep 2008, 19:19, 1 reply)

We had a Paedo Man in our store
Actually left an example of him on this weeks Qotw, he left a bag of sarnies and some Y-fronts in the shop one day.

Yes, the gamers are a mixed breed of normallers, goths and Jeremy Kylers.
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Tue 9 Sep 2008, 19:26, closed)