Post by Erika on Apr 13, 2009 21:01:00 GMT -5
Fantabulous day at work on Saturday, as Lore can also attest.
Two girls come in and walk right past the counter. I originally pegged them to be in their late teens to early twenties, but they're actually only around 15-16. I'm not great with ages. I figure they're going to establish themselves at a table and think nothing of it.
A few minutes pass. They don't come up to the counter. Aaaand, they're not in the dining room. So they're in the bathroom. Great. I HATE it when kids go into the bathroom in groups. It's a single bathroom. So if there's more than one person in there, they're usually playing dress up or otherwise messing around. Annoying, because they take a long time and leave the place messy.
I knock on the door once and don't get much of an answer. A few minutes later they come out, go past the counter, again without buying anything, and then go stand in the lobby area, playing on phones and looking out the windows.
Of course I dart back to check the bathroom to see if they've trashed it...and the smell of Mary Jane hit me in the face so hard my heart started pounding. It was seriously strong.
I scoot back behind the counter, grab the phone and gesture at Lore that they were smoking. I go into the back so I can't be seen on the phone and watch through the door window. They're oh so cooperative and stay right where they were in the lobby while I called the cops and described them.
They were waiting for a ride. Fortunately, the cops arrived just as their friends did. After that was mostly a lot of talking and explaining and watching them talk to the girls through the window. Various customers were amused.
The cop couldn't smell the weed in the bathroom when he went in to check. I could, but a lot of it had dissipated. I'd neglected to turn the lights off, and the vent had taken out a lot of the smell. But they found the girls' stash, so they got taken to the station. Justice served.
Hilarious Epilogue: We posted an out of order sign on the bathroom for the rest of the night to give the vent time to get rid of all traces of smoke. This one woman KNEW why, because I had warned her away from the ladies room earlier. So there was no reason why she should have been in there. But she was, preventing me from taking out trash. When I did get in there, what did I find wedged prominently into a cupboard door? A newspaper ad proclaiming medical marijuana to be safe and effective. Because legally using pot in your own home to combat the symptoms of chronic illness is SO THE SAME as teenagers lighting up in a public place.
The really stupid thing? RIGHT next to our store is a small alley that cannot be seen from the street, the parking lot, or the store. They could have smoked their joint there and NO ONE would have seen them. Hence the title...
Two girls come in and walk right past the counter. I originally pegged them to be in their late teens to early twenties, but they're actually only around 15-16. I'm not great with ages. I figure they're going to establish themselves at a table and think nothing of it.
A few minutes pass. They don't come up to the counter. Aaaand, they're not in the dining room. So they're in the bathroom. Great. I HATE it when kids go into the bathroom in groups. It's a single bathroom. So if there's more than one person in there, they're usually playing dress up or otherwise messing around. Annoying, because they take a long time and leave the place messy.
I knock on the door once and don't get much of an answer. A few minutes later they come out, go past the counter, again without buying anything, and then go stand in the lobby area, playing on phones and looking out the windows.
Of course I dart back to check the bathroom to see if they've trashed it...and the smell of Mary Jane hit me in the face so hard my heart started pounding. It was seriously strong.
I scoot back behind the counter, grab the phone and gesture at Lore that they were smoking. I go into the back so I can't be seen on the phone and watch through the door window. They're oh so cooperative and stay right where they were in the lobby while I called the cops and described them.
They were waiting for a ride. Fortunately, the cops arrived just as their friends did. After that was mostly a lot of talking and explaining and watching them talk to the girls through the window. Various customers were amused.
The cop couldn't smell the weed in the bathroom when he went in to check. I could, but a lot of it had dissipated. I'd neglected to turn the lights off, and the vent had taken out a lot of the smell. But they found the girls' stash, so they got taken to the station. Justice served.
Hilarious Epilogue: We posted an out of order sign on the bathroom for the rest of the night to give the vent time to get rid of all traces of smoke. This one woman KNEW why, because I had warned her away from the ladies room earlier. So there was no reason why she should have been in there. But she was, preventing me from taking out trash. When I did get in there, what did I find wedged prominently into a cupboard door? A newspaper ad proclaiming medical marijuana to be safe and effective. Because legally using pot in your own home to combat the symptoms of chronic illness is SO THE SAME as teenagers lighting up in a public place.
The really stupid thing? RIGHT next to our store is a small alley that cannot be seen from the street, the parking lot, or the store. They could have smoked their joint there and NO ONE would have seen them. Hence the title...
