this dude knows the difference between crazies and scaries

This whole story is so ... Seattle.

@2:

Oh, please - crazier shit than this happens all the time in other places (strangely - or not - a lot of them seem to happen in Florida.)

That door is all: “This convenience store ain’t for everybody, only the sexy people”

And they say legal pot reduces crime ....

Well sure, what good is it going to do waiting around until 3 a.m. for the cop to do the business card?

@6 Precisely.

He may not have been given an SPD business card.

A+ Would read again.

@3: To take the time to create links to multiple crazy things, is so... very Seattle.

@3: You are missing the point. It's not that this is crazy shit, it's that this is Seattle-level, kinda sorta crazy shit. On the crazy shit scale, it's about a 3. And that is a very Seattle level of crazy shit.

@10/11:

As is taking the time to click the links and comment on the comment, apparently...

@11:

And I would posit that inclusion of guns, ice cream, AND the inability to read a "CLOSED" sign rates at least a 5...

See? Shit like this is why I don't work retail, fast food, food service, housekeeping, or graveyard shifts, anymore. Another good one, Callan! Perfect illustration of how the service sector is getting forever screwed.
@3 COMTE: Yeah--I noticed that, too. It must be the heat and humidity down in the Sunshine State that drives out the craziacs and makes so many of them rabid.
@6 Mtn Beaver: Exactly.
@11 originalcinner: So-o-o...our guy stuck with closing should really be thankful for the gun-totin' zombie woman hysterically demanding he reopen after the till's shut just for that stupid quart of artery-clogging Haggen-Dazs when she could go home, sleep it off, and come back in 8 hours (and preferably without her gun)? Where's Apu when you really need him ("Blueberry slushies---20% off!") at 2 a.m.? Let the guy go home fer chrissakes.

I never did get that ice cream...

Disclaimer: "Drink responsibly behind high school bleachers"

Get drunk responsibly.
Great toon! 7 out of 5!

@ 6
I know of at least one example in which more than a biz card transpired. I was accosted on 14 Ave E & E Madison St, while on the way home from Piecora's Pizza, when an urban desperado partially produced a metallic object with the glint of what might have been a knife. After declining his plea to surrender my possessions, he declared he would quickly return and "shoot my white ass." I called 9-1-1 and SPD was quickly on the scene. I had peered around the corner and observed our ne'er-do-well enter the check cashing joint on Madison. Two cops went in, guns drawn, and cuffed the dude. He had that week been released from prison having served time for armed robbery. Total time of the whole affair, including my handwritten statement: Under 15 minutes. Sometimes it works as planned.

Fuck the KKKoppigs!!! (A). NEVER needed them; never will.

@17, Thanks. It's nice to be reminded that sometimes the whole criminal justice thing does work to the point of catching those committing crimes (albeit apparently not to the point of getting them to stop).