What a pane...
...sorry about the tenuous title.

Anyway, I used to work at Electronics Boutique in the Trafford Centre. It was, with a shadow of a doubt, the most mind numbing job ever. It consisted of either dealing with the nerdiest of nerds or panic-stricken mothers who had no idea what they were meant to be buying. Lisa Riley came in once and bought an absurd amount of gambling games, which was odd. But anyway, I digress.

So, it was a normal, busy, annoying Saturday. I had been lumbered with till duty while my equally bored 'sales assistant' mate was changing all the graphics in the shop window, leaving it naked for a period of time.

Anyway, the next lady I serve hands me a case for the hit PS1 game, Driver. Now obviously we didn't keep the games on the shelves, that'd be daft. No, we kept the discs themselves in a big drawer behind the tills. So I rifle through the draw, find 'Driver' and stick it in the case. Lady gives me the money, I hand over the bag and then, out of nowhere we both get 'chavved'.

A small, skinny hand reached between us and grabbed the bag. The lady shrieked, I yelled, the thief panicked and made a bolt for sweet freedom. His malnourished tracksuit-clad legs powered him towards the door, he turned to make his exit, people jumped out of his way in sheer panic, then...

"Thudddudduddudduddddd...."

...as the window he ran into at full, adrenaline fueled pelt resonated loudly. He rebounded beautifully, landing in a heap on his back, nose bloody, wailing like a schoolgirl with a skinned knee, all while leaving a rather grim blood-splatter on the window.

The manager grabbed him and he was handed over to the security guys.

Instant karma or real life slapstick, you decide. Going off the stalled eruption of laughter from his epic face-plant I'd have to go with the latter!
( The Pollitt chooses to listen to Enya on, Thu 21 Jan 2010, 12:39, 1 reply)

Yep - The sound of slapstick can be pretty amazing!
Having run full pelt into a glass pane that I still convinced was normally not there I can honestly say that is sounds like a gong - alerting them to what a Muppet I was and allowing the the full opportunity to piss themselves at my pain...

M&S at Redditch if my memories following concussion are correct
(jugglinbob Not giving a damn since:, Fri 22 Jan 2010, 14:00, closed)