The other day, while attempting to find pieces to complete my Halloween costume, I found myself in a situation that made me wish I could turn back time one minute. I was in desperate need of an American flag patch and thought that a good place to find such a thing was at the Boy Scouts store in Laguna Hills near the Claim Jumper.
I began walking up to the store and noticed the sign on the door said “closed” although it was lit up by the lights inside and I could see a couple people at the cash register paying for their goods. I looked at the hours listed in the window and it stated 3:00pm was the closing time. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 3:07. Thinking to myself that since there were still people in the store, maybe I could quickly purchase a single patch and be on my way.
I poked my head in through the front door and saw an oafy teen behind the counter dressed in his scout uniform. He looked up at me and I asked if they had American flag patches. In a dead pan voice he says, “yeah, but we’re closed” as he continues to ring up the customers at the register. I respond in a polite plea, “but it’s just one patch.”
“We’re closed.”
I let the door shut behind me and walked away from the shop. Seconds later I think to myself:
That son-of-a-bitch. I should have asked, “Do you have ‘Cock Sucking patches’ because you’re a cock sucker.”
Yeah, I should have said that.
I hope he gets eaten by a bear.
Tags: Spirt of the Stairs, L’esprit de l’escalier, Boy Scouts
That kid was a jerk. Not very boy scout-like of him.
I love that saying. It’s awesome that there’s an entry for it on wikipedia.
Fuck that boyscout.