So, they keep their copies of WWE Smackdown: Shut Your Mouth behind the counter (I guess it's a h0tt item for shoplifters) and have a fake box on the shelf that sez "Bring to Register to Purchase."
I procede to the register, parcel clutched in my sweaty hands, and deliver it to the Paul Frank/Army Surplus clad employee at the register.
He arches one eyebrow.
"Just this then?" I nod. Pregnant pause. Sigh. "Hang on." The other four employees behind the counter stare at me. A few minutes later he returns. "We sold out of that one. Guess that shouldn't have been on the shelf."
)@#%(!^#$)%
I'd like to point out that someone would have had to actively return the empty box to the shelf, knowing full well that they had just sold the last copy of the game. Thus, malicious intent.
I procede to the register, parcel clutched in my sweaty hands, and deliver it to the Paul Frank/Army Surplus clad employee at the register.
He arches one eyebrow.
"Just this then?" I nod. Pregnant pause. Sigh. "Hang on." The other four employees behind the counter stare at me. A few minutes later he returns. "We sold out of that one. Guess that shouldn't have been on the shelf."
)@#%(!^#$)%
I'd like to point out that someone would have had to actively return the empty box to the shelf, knowing full well that they had just sold the last copy of the game. Thus, malicious intent.
