Fire Alarms and Mall Security.

I was standing around at the park near 7 or so. There was nice, a slight chill to the air. Fro called and said he'd be there to pick me up for a few minutes, and that we'd be grabbing Charlie as well for milkshakes. I was standing by a large grouping of cars and people when Fro and Sam pulled up. I grabbed by back-seat position and started playing with a can of spray-on deodorant that was left there by charlie ever since The New York Trip. We pick up Sir Charles and we all talk and shoot the shit for the drive. It had been a week or so since I saw Charlie, few days since I'd seen Fro and less than a day since I'd seen Sam, but still.

We get to Niles and we get into the right-hand lane to turn into the plaza that leads to the Mall and all of the outlying stores, outlets, places, etc. As we're still going at about 10 miles an hour I say "Well, I'll see you guys at Steak and Shake" and I jump out of the car! I get my foot caught and Fro manages to run over two of my toes on my left foot. Fucking flip-flops. I still jump out of the car, tumble on the ground, get up- and start running as fast as I can. I look to my left and see them slowing down along the lane and turning and stopping, presumably waiting for me. I keep running. I run until I get to the Holiday Inn down the road. They see me and turn in, expecting me to get in the car. I run into the Holiday Inn, run up three or four flights of stairs, and then open a door that triggers a fire alarm- and then I run down the fire escape.

I keep running.

I get to a turn where it leads to the main portion of the plaza. I look behind me and still see them sitting there in the Holiday Inn parking lot. I run down this road and then run a nice half a block to the Steak and Shake. I get there, call Charlie- and then they show up.

After our awesome milk-shakes, we collectively decide to head to the mall for a bit. We walk inside and there are a fair amount of the overhead lights out. We still decide to keep walking. We walk around for a bit, and then we all skip for a while. This place is fucking empty, there is hardly anyone there, so who gives a fuck. Well, the Mall Security guard obviously did. He yells "Hey, stop it!", and we all stop. I look behind me, say "Fuck it." and keep skipping for most of the remaining mall-way. I get out of breath and wait for the others to catch up. The Mall Security guard is walking pretty intently over in my direction. I just stand there, looking at his faggy ass. He strides up to me and in a very hick-ish way goes "I told you to stop, what were you doing?", I go "Oh dude, I thought you said that the mall was closing and that we needed to leave.", he continues on and eventually tells me that if I ever "disobey orders" again, I'll be banned for life. I semi-laugh at him and then we just leave.

Fuck that Mall Security faggot. He can suck my tiny, white penis. I was SKIPPING. I wasn't talking to, harming, or annoying anyone (other than him), so he can fuck off. How daft can one person be? It's an empty mall and we were skipping to the exit. God I really hope someone just burns down his fucking house, because this fellow OBVIOUSLY lived with his mother. He was wearing what appeared to be a Mountie's hat and standard blues. He had three days of growth from his upper lip and a nice chubbiness that rivals my own. I could give a fuck less if I get banned from our shitty mall. Chapel Hill is much nicer and only like 20-30 minutes farther. I just think the guy is a total fucking moron. I was skipping through an empty mall- just because you have a life draining job doesn't mean you have to hate on skippers. I hope he gets raped by a band of skipping serial killers.