It's a universal theme. Nobody is ever in the sporting goods department at the Perry store and there's boxes of **** stacked everywhere waiting to be unpacked. The store in Brunswick was the same way.
One time at the Brunswick store I saw a Kershaw in the knife case I wanted . When grandma Moses finally showed up I pointed to the one I wanted and she bull****ted around in the back of the case for a while and then told me they were sold out. No problem I'll take the display. " I can't sell you the display model."
" Sure you can , it's right there. Just grab it and ring it up."
" I'm not allowed to sell the display."
" According to who? "
" Company policy."
" But the customer is always right. I'm the customer and I'm here right now money in hand..."
Anyway that stupid **** went on and on for a few more minutes and then she actually turned around and started walking away while I was still standing there. So all I could think of at the time was " Well if you can't sell it maybe you could try sticking it up your ass."
