Well, here's how it went. You seriously won't believe what this douche did when everything was going well:
I honestly went in with the notion to just respectfully bow and leave. Sure, most of the suggestions I received here were compelling and quite humorous, but it would make me look really immature and petty. Anyhow, I walk into the store, and it's in its usual disarray thanks to the "Proactive new management approach"(Not lying here. He honeslty thinks that screwing up things is helping), and there's a few guys here and there just browsing about. I walk up to the counter and say, "Listen, I've raised my concerns to you several times, and both times you've basically told me that you didn't care and that it wasn't your problem. Well, you know what, I'm just going to quit. It's not working out, and I think you should realy step back and re-evaluate how you 'manage' things here." I thought this was a fair and civilized way to address the situation, and I assumed a crisis had been averted. Well, I guess the manager didn't see it my way.
"Oh, so you're just going to come in here, be an ass, and quit? I kind of expected that from you." At this point I'm pretty much speechless and I say,
"What did you just call me?"
"You're just some smartass kid. I've seen a whole bnch of your type around here. You never did deserve to work here."
"Deserve!?!" I shouted this, and by now the customers are staring, "What in the hell do you mean deserve? this is some shitty, go-nowhere, minimumwage job! Look at you! Who in the shaq-fu do you think you are? You're a manager at a videogame store, that you don't even own or have any say in! Do you shaq-fuing think I'm going to stand around here and kiss your ass, you shaq-fuing goober?"
He gets all red and flustered and replies with , "Why don't you act like an ass a little more? It fits who you realy are." At this point, I completely flipped the hell out. What kind of manager would even START such an arguement. That was it, seriously, I was one a one-way train to fu ck ass-crazy town and he was in the way.
"No, that wasn't me being an ass, THIS is me being an ass" and with that, I placed my foot on the PSX game rack and with one mighty push it was felled in the centre of the store. Guides and cases went everywhere.
"Is that enough of an ass for you, you patheitc excuse for a man, " *Wham* Down comes 3 shelves of XBox games onto the floor, "I'm not shaq-fuing coming back here, EVER, and if I see you on the street I'm making it my p[ersonal mission to kick your skinny ass!" and with that I stormed out the door.
I don't know if they caught that on camera or not, and I don't really care although I doubt they did. the whole thing completely blows my shaq-fuing mind. I went in there
without an attitude. I sounded terse whe I addressed him, but shit, what manager would follow up with somehting like that? shaq-fu that place, shaq-fu that place for good. I'm NEVER shopping at gamestop again, and I'll make it a mission to keep other people away from there. shaq-fu that guy, seriously, shaq-fu him.
On another note, I did manage to score the HAlo Display cases that were requested of me as I ripped the shelf that held them to the floor.