So I’ve been back at Best Buy for 2 days, and since it’s Christmas season, there are lots of customers needing to check out up front. I’m up there helping out when I look over to the front door to see 6 guys running out with at least 3 XBox 360s each. The LP (Loss Prevention Officer) was only able to trip the last guy, causing him to drop all of his stolen items. This is where my stupidity begins, at least in Stacy’s mind… and Best Buy’s. On instinct, I bolted for the door after the guys. Thinking back on it, I very well could have been checking someone out… there’s no telling. So I got out the door and saw four of them running to a car in the second parking space from the door. It was probably a green Toyota Camry, I think, but I didn’t get a good luck. I ran up to the passenger-side front door as it shut. I grabbed the handle and got it open. The guys inside were freaking out and yelling, and the one guy punched me in the face. I guess a normal reaction would have been to punch him back, but instead I just thought, Why is this guy punching me in the face? So essentially I started getting in the car with these morons. Yelling at them to give the 360s back (why I said this, I have no idea…) I basically sat down in the one dude’s lap. That’s when the driver decided it was a good time to, well, leave. Because the door was still open, I had one foot on the ground, and as they took a sharp turn to the left, I fell out, onto the ground. So in addition to my swollen (not busted, as that dude punched like a girl) lip, I now have a strawberry at the back/top of my left thigh, and a skinned up knee. BUT, my pants didn’t rip, because I wear Dickie’s at work. (They are awesome.) So the jerks made off with 11 units after dropping several on the ground. We got their license plates (they had two cars) and hopefully we can find them. I’d be happy to press charges if given the chance. Of course, I’d probably get sued by the criminals, and they’d probably win. It makes a lot of sense. And for the record, nothing really hurts now. The strawberry and skinned knee just burned yesterday, but more than anything, I was just ticked off at those idiots. I wouldn’t recognize them if I saw them, ‘cause everything really just happened so fast. Oh well. CommentsOH MY GOD Walker!!!! That is the craziest story….ever! I had no idea you were a Super Hero…under the guise of a normal, every day, Best Buy worker. Best Boy to the rescue! Polly Chandler | Tuesday, December 12, 2006 | 9:38AM I am really glad you’re OK though! Polly Chandler | Tuesday, December 12, 2006 | 9:39AM Simply awesome. It’s funny the things we do when we are put into a situation like that. I am sure what you did is what a lot of us would have done. Good job. Nathan Steenport | Tuesday, December 12, 2006 | 11:25AM Promise me you will NEVER do that again! Mom | Tuesday, December 12, 2006 | 10:41PM You know what you need….. a GUN!! Oh yeah. You could have just stood outside the car, picked them off one by one, and saved the xboxes! And dead men tell no tales :) Andrew Bain | Wednesday, December 13, 2006 | 2:15PM Haha… wow… I could have predicted every one of these responses.=) Walker | Wednesday, December 13, 2006 | 4:18PM Walker, are you Batman? Seriously, I won’t tell. Casey | Wednesday, December 13, 2006 | 6:13PM Casey: Yes. Walker | Wednesday, December 13, 2006 | 6:48PM Dude, you’re like TJ Hooker! Yeah, that was the best pop reference I could come up with. I’m pretty off my game tonight. But man, that’s crazy. Not “crazy” like Stacy or your Mom considers it, but more like “Crazy Awesome!” I’m glad you didn’t get hurt too bad though, because that kind of situation can definitely get serious sometimes. Not the greatest thing to happen, but at least you got an interesting story out of it. Too bad they weren’t PS3s. The weight from all of them combined in such a confined space would’ve rendered the car inoperable. =) Justin | Saturday, December 16, 2006 | 11:47PM What can I say, Justin? I guess William Shatner IS my hero after all. Walker | Tuesday, December 19, 2006 | 2:24AM All Content © Walker Pickering |