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Well work yesterday was interesting. I was working at the my cheek out I had been assigned to, when I see a security guard running through the doors to the small shopping center (Really small apart from where I work which is a supper market there's two other shops and a small cafe.) as I put a customers shopping bag to the side,. I wonder, what's he running for, when I see another guy run in after him carrying a long,, piece of wood. I thought it was a baseball bat, but it was longer then that, but about the same thickness. Anyway, following them is one of our supervisors.

All three off them run through an open cheek out,. My supervisor goes and gets on the phone to call who I knew to be the police, while the security guy and the man start to run through the express check out. There's then this loud bag, that makes everyone jump, which I later found out to be a trolley being knocked over, and then the guy starts to hit the security guard with the piece of wood, and the security guy blocks it with his arm with a 'What's the ******** is your problem?"

Anyway, the security guy then made a run for it through the entrance of the supermarket and the guy takes off after him. The run up our cold ale (That has all the dinks yogurt butter eggs etc. I lose site of them but from what I was told, by collages who were closer, the man chasing the security guard knocked over another display before simply giving up the chase.

Anyway, I saw the guy leave the place and moments later the cops came and talked to a few eye witness, and a lady who had managed to follow the guy and got his redgo number (AKA the number plate number).

It was pretty much the talk of the supermarket for the next hour.

Anyway, apart from that event my days are pretty normal.

On a scale of one to ten for disturbing experiences though, I'd have to rate it a five. So far nothing's come close to see a girl with her legs being pinned together by a crossbow bolt.

All for now.

Ja ne!