When I was twenty I worked at a gas station midnights, a drunk dude came in and was stumbling around yelling random things to me and pushing things off the shelves trying to find the chips he wanted to go with his Red Bull, any way he found it all stumbled to the counter and i had to swipe his card two times on the second swipe he went crazy saying I was trying to over charge him and started pounding on the counter and asking the other customers if they see what's going on and how I'm robbing him. Once I asked him to sign the slip he ripped it up an three that and the pen at me. So I pulled out the big ass bat from next to the safe and said he can keep acting like a :cens0r::cens0r::cens0r::cens0r: or just walk out