Company Policy #1

CD Warehouse stuff continued:

One day a man in cowboy boots and a hat was in the store. The whole time he was in the store he had a huge wad of tobacco in his lip. As he exited he reached in his mouth and dropped his tobacco in the entrance to the store. About three seconds later John saw the pile in the doorway and yelled out, but he was too late the man was already getting in his truck. So John ran out to the aisle and over to the “B” section of CD’s and pulled one of them out. By this time the truck had pulled out and started to drive away. John ran out the front door, jumping over the pile of chew, and threw the weapon he had so carefully chosen, at the truck. As the disc and case hurled through the air then crashed and exploded, John proceeded to tell the man what he thought of him. When John came back inside he said, “Stupid jerk.” He went back behind the counter and I asked him, “Why did you run out to the ‘B’ section to find a CD to throw?” He said, “I didn’t want to throw something good, and the first crappy artist that came to mind was Michael Bolton.” After that, John kept a collection of music at the register, mostly comprised of musicians like “Winger” or “Vanilla Ice”.