One night while I was working at Staples, it was near closing time and we were straightening stuff out, mopping and sweeping to get ready for closing. There was pretty much no customers in the store.
Me and a younger co-worker went around the corner to the pen/young kid school supplies and we beheld this guy standing in the aile "having himself a time" so to speak. Then he looked up, smiled at us, giggled, and kept going at it !!!
We slowly backed away dry heaving, and had the cops there in minutes. After that, no employee would block or straighten out that aisle because we didn't know if he "finished" and or where the "finished product" could potentially be.
