The day in which everything went pear shaped.
So, as it goes thursdays suck ass. Busy as fuck and absolutely chock full of dumbasses that don't know where the hell they're going. It was the invasion of the over-perfumed middle-aged women that talk very loudly to each other and take forever in the bathroom!
Ahem. Then the day got really bad.
I didn't know anything was wrong until big ugly pushed his half rotten face up against the glass of the front window of the store, right in front of the sign that ready 'do not block window'. The pumps are filled, there's people queuing up, rv's trundling everywhere, the credit card machine stops working, the phone line is busy and the ATM is out of money.
Fucking figures.
Some woman standing in line starts screaming and everyone starts making noise. Before you know it, everyone's cleared out of the store, all but two people that look like they're not feeling real well.
Mel's freaking out because people are taking off in their cars left and right without paying... even the RV went out of the lot over the curb! They even lost the bicycles off the back.
Big ugly in the window breaks the glass and tries to climb inside. He smells like something that's been lying dead in a ditch for a few weeks!
I grab Mel and pull her around the counter and grab one of the cookie sheets and hand it to her. The two others in the store were walking towards us and I told her not to let them get a hold of her.
I make her head for the door, the cookie sheets worked good to hold them off and make it out to our cars. That's when she started shouting about forgetting her purse in the store. I tell her I'll go back to get them.
Before doing so, I go into the trunk of my car and grab the fire ax I keep there and go back in.
I hit big ugly in the head as I'm going by and he flops over like a bag of rotten apple sauce.
The other two are right in the doorway when I reach it. Two more whacks with the ax and I'm through, a little messy but fine. I grab her purse and head back out. I actually thought about locking up, but then I remembered the shattered window.
Whatever. melinda screams from out in the lot and I see another big ugly chasing her around the cars.
Fucking figures.
I run back across the parking lot and hit it with the ax and it falls down, but keeps trying to get at her so I hit it a few more times before it lies still.
I toss her her purse and watch as she tears out of the parking lot. I figure this isn't good and decide to go and make sure my friends are okay.
I make it to Em's store and there's a few of the big uglies wandering around in the lot. I do a slow drive by and see blood all over the inside of the window and hope it isn't Em's.
Crossing my fingers I drive back up the hill and park out front of her apartment building and run inside. I bring my ax. I bang on the door a few times before she yanks it open.
She smells like booze. She looks me up and down and tells me I look like I walked through a slaughterhouse. I tell her likewise.
She lets me inside and tells me about how she had to kill one of her regular customers before she decided to go home, watch tv and drink some bushmills.
freaking crazy. I ask if she's going to go in to work tomorrow and we laugh our asses off.
I think we're going to go and see if KC's at work.
I'll update again if I still have a signal... and if I'm still alive.
Ahem. Then the day got really bad.
I didn't know anything was wrong until big ugly pushed his half rotten face up against the glass of the front window of the store, right in front of the sign that ready 'do not block window'. The pumps are filled, there's people queuing up, rv's trundling everywhere, the credit card machine stops working, the phone line is busy and the ATM is out of money.
Fucking figures.
Some woman standing in line starts screaming and everyone starts making noise. Before you know it, everyone's cleared out of the store, all but two people that look like they're not feeling real well.
Mel's freaking out because people are taking off in their cars left and right without paying... even the RV went out of the lot over the curb! They even lost the bicycles off the back.
Big ugly in the window breaks the glass and tries to climb inside. He smells like something that's been lying dead in a ditch for a few weeks!
I grab Mel and pull her around the counter and grab one of the cookie sheets and hand it to her. The two others in the store were walking towards us and I told her not to let them get a hold of her.
I make her head for the door, the cookie sheets worked good to hold them off and make it out to our cars. That's when she started shouting about forgetting her purse in the store. I tell her I'll go back to get them.
Before doing so, I go into the trunk of my car and grab the fire ax I keep there and go back in.
I hit big ugly in the head as I'm going by and he flops over like a bag of rotten apple sauce.
The other two are right in the doorway when I reach it. Two more whacks with the ax and I'm through, a little messy but fine. I grab her purse and head back out. I actually thought about locking up, but then I remembered the shattered window.
Whatever. melinda screams from out in the lot and I see another big ugly chasing her around the cars.
Fucking figures.
I run back across the parking lot and hit it with the ax and it falls down, but keeps trying to get at her so I hit it a few more times before it lies still.
I toss her her purse and watch as she tears out of the parking lot. I figure this isn't good and decide to go and make sure my friends are okay.
I make it to Em's store and there's a few of the big uglies wandering around in the lot. I do a slow drive by and see blood all over the inside of the window and hope it isn't Em's.
Crossing my fingers I drive back up the hill and park out front of her apartment building and run inside. I bring my ax. I bang on the door a few times before she yanks it open.
She smells like booze. She looks me up and down and tells me I look like I walked through a slaughterhouse. I tell her likewise.
She lets me inside and tells me about how she had to kill one of her regular customers before she decided to go home, watch tv and drink some bushmills.
freaking crazy. I ask if she's going to go in to work tomorrow and we laugh our asses off.
I think we're going to go and see if KC's at work.
I'll update again if I still have a signal... and if I'm still alive.