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Notorious Reeferus
The Legend, The Story, The Heroes
The Legend
OK.. So as you may all know.. I have been an employee at Tropi-Quatics Pet Center in Lombard (Main st.).
I have been a "regular" at Trops for the past several years... I have given them much of my hard earned money for their somewhat decent livestock...
I have created a friendship with all of the employees in Tropi-Quatics, including the owner Jim. He has always been polite and helped me out with anything..
I worked at Tropi-Quatics for under a year. Along with myself, one of my friends was hired.. I won't give out any names. Lets call him Joe Shmo
The Story
I am not sure of when this happened. But I assume in the past 2 weeks?
I arrived at Tropi-Quatics to purchase some crickets for my Tree Frog. My two friends were working there ( I had met them when they began working there, right after I left Trops ). This was a Wednesday.. Jim was the guy in charge that day.. And not Mary. The "manager".
After leaving Trops, near close time, the two kids I knew were leaving home too and stopped to tell me what had happened..
Apparently Joe Shmo had tried to steal a strawberry basslet. He wasn't caught at the time, cause he evacuated the premises before they had a chance to...
I rarely speak to Joe Shmo anymore, and don't have much contact with him, but speak to him occasionally in the hallways.. He had not told me anything about what had happened.. Possibly for fear of what may come out of the situation...
They also told me that I am not allowed back or any of my friends.. This was the doing of Mary the "manager".
I told them I would return to speak to Mary the "manager", hopefully reaching some form of negotiation.. I obviously did not want to be kicked out from a place I visit so frequently.
The Heroes
So my friend (let's call him Pedro), Pedro and I went to Trops today to see if there's any new livestock..
I walk in, Mary the "manager" says Hi to me, and I reply "Hi, How are you?". She scurries off to attend to her business..
Pedro and I walk around and look at the corals and such.. Nothing really new from when I was there lastime.. I wanted to buy a clam though and my friend was interested in a sweet 22g Nano setup (complete with Halides and PC's.. Pretty sweet). After being in the store for about 15 min.. Mary the "manager" approaches us and begins to speak.. The convo went a little something like this (shortened, names edited, I'm Napoleon):
Mary the "mannager": Hi, you're Napoleon, and you're Pedro right?
Me: Yes
Pedro: Yeah
Me: Well, you can tell your friend Joe Shmo that the cops didn't have a problem finding his fingerprints and that he'll have a call soon.
Me: Mmhm.. Well that's doesn't sound to good for him.
Pedro: *some form of agreeable gesture
Mary the "mannager": Well, I would just like to tell you that you two are not allowed back here anymore.
Me: What? Why?
Pedro: *same reaction
Mary the "mannager": You guys are associated with him, I do not want you back here.
And then it just kept on goin on pretty much us questioning her logic..
We parted..
Saddest and slowest ride out of the parking lot I ever took...
So me and Pedro have come here for advice from you ladies and gentlemen, who have more experience in knowledge in the world than we do... My goal is to reach some form of agreement to return there to shop..
Key Points: I am friends with 2 teen employees.
- The owner Jim I'm cool with and he has no problem with me returning
- Mary the "mannager" wants me out of the place.. Quote " I am Jim's manager"
- Friends with 2 other elderly employees.
Thank you for your time and Help..
The Legend
OK.. So as you may all know.. I have been an employee at Tropi-Quatics Pet Center in Lombard (Main st.).
I have been a "regular" at Trops for the past several years... I have given them much of my hard earned money for their somewhat decent livestock...
I have created a friendship with all of the employees in Tropi-Quatics, including the owner Jim. He has always been polite and helped me out with anything..
I worked at Tropi-Quatics for under a year. Along with myself, one of my friends was hired.. I won't give out any names. Lets call him Joe Shmo
The Story
I am not sure of when this happened. But I assume in the past 2 weeks?
I arrived at Tropi-Quatics to purchase some crickets for my Tree Frog. My two friends were working there ( I had met them when they began working there, right after I left Trops ). This was a Wednesday.. Jim was the guy in charge that day.. And not Mary. The "manager".
After leaving Trops, near close time, the two kids I knew were leaving home too and stopped to tell me what had happened..
Apparently Joe Shmo had tried to steal a strawberry basslet. He wasn't caught at the time, cause he evacuated the premises before they had a chance to...
I rarely speak to Joe Shmo anymore, and don't have much contact with him, but speak to him occasionally in the hallways.. He had not told me anything about what had happened.. Possibly for fear of what may come out of the situation...
They also told me that I am not allowed back or any of my friends.. This was the doing of Mary the "manager".
I told them I would return to speak to Mary the "manager", hopefully reaching some form of negotiation.. I obviously did not want to be kicked out from a place I visit so frequently.
The Heroes
So my friend (let's call him Pedro), Pedro and I went to Trops today to see if there's any new livestock..
I walk in, Mary the "manager" says Hi to me, and I reply "Hi, How are you?". She scurries off to attend to her business..
Pedro and I walk around and look at the corals and such.. Nothing really new from when I was there lastime.. I wanted to buy a clam though and my friend was interested in a sweet 22g Nano setup (complete with Halides and PC's.. Pretty sweet). After being in the store for about 15 min.. Mary the "manager" approaches us and begins to speak.. The convo went a little something like this (shortened, names edited, I'm Napoleon):
Mary the "mannager": Hi, you're Napoleon, and you're Pedro right?
Me: Yes
Pedro: Yeah
Me: Well, you can tell your friend Joe Shmo that the cops didn't have a problem finding his fingerprints and that he'll have a call soon.
Me: Mmhm.. Well that's doesn't sound to good for him.
Pedro: *some form of agreeable gesture
Mary the "mannager": Well, I would just like to tell you that you two are not allowed back here anymore.
Me: What? Why?
Pedro: *same reaction
Mary the "mannager": You guys are associated with him, I do not want you back here.
And then it just kept on goin on pretty much us questioning her logic..
We parted..
Saddest and slowest ride out of the parking lot I ever took...
So me and Pedro have come here for advice from you ladies and gentlemen, who have more experience in knowledge in the world than we do... My goal is to reach some form of agreement to return there to shop..
Key Points: I am friends with 2 teen employees.
- The owner Jim I'm cool with and he has no problem with me returning
- Mary the "mannager" wants me out of the place.. Quote " I am Jim's manager"
- Friends with 2 other elderly employees.
Thank you for your time and Help..
