broken flesh

i stepped into gamestop today, expecting an easy visit in search of a certain dance dance game, but nope, my life cant be that easy. i stop at the door, and i look around. the place is empty, and the register slave behind the counter looks a little distressed. i walk over, and i notice the glass that normally has games behind it is sort of missing. well, not really missing, just broken into little pieces all over the ground.

he says to me, "we had a little accident."

and i say, "sure looks like it."

then he tells me what happened. his co-worker was cleaning and moving shelves when the glass broke and cut the guys arm. just a small cut, nothing too bad.

so i go about my business. my dad comes in after parking the car and sorta looks around, just like i had done before. i say, "the glass broke behind the counter and cut some guy." i'm wondering where the co-worker is. he must have been in the back room.

the guy behind the counter then starts making and recieving phone calls. he keeps saying, "we had a big accident [he told me it was small] and jason [the co-worker, incidentaly enough] cut himself pretty bad and probably has to go to the hospital. [he told me it was minor]"

before me and my father left, the two employees were looking at the damage. one says, "we can sue!" and the other says, "hey you two, you guys were witnesses." me and my father looked at each other and left.

it was pretty cool.