Idiot Security

I’m standing at the front of my store, hanging new clearance shirts on the rounder, when one of our ever-so-brilliant security guards comes into the store. He walks right up to me, shows me a maintenance permit request, and asks me if we submitted it. I looked at it, and fought back a laugh.

“No, because…we aren’t Hot Topic.”

He went beet red, covered his mouth, apologized and practically ran out of the store in embarrassment. It took every ounce of self control I had at that moment not to break down laughing in his face. I barely managed to hold it until he left the store…

I get it from customers…but from mall security?