A quiet weekday night at the store. Gord was there late
and was partaking of some StarCraft with a friend of his in
Japan. The recent purchase of a headset proved to be
very interesting as it was considerably easier than typing.
But eventually, the friend in Japan had to depart for two
hours. Until then, Gord would have to amuse himself in
the game store after hours.
Sadly, at the same moment the friend departed, Babylon 5
ended as well. In it's place began a particularly bad
episode of Star Trek Voyager.
Gord, in a valiant fight to save his soul, turned off the
TV and sat on one of the couches in the back.
"Hmm.... What to do. I could play a PlayStation game,
maybe some more StarCraft. Or I could just sit here on
the comfy couch for two hours in complete darkness trying not
to fall asleep."
Several seconds later....
....two hours later....
'zzzzz.... StarCraft....zzzzz... Yes sir!....
zzzz.... your forces are under attack.... zzzz....
as ordered... zzz... BAM BAM:
Gord wakes from his sitting slumber.
"wah? StarCraft doesn't go Bam"
<BAM BAM BAM>
"What the? Sounds like that sound is coming next
door. What would the dance hall be doing at... err....
what the hell time is it! Where's a clock! Damn
it, I can't see."
<BAM BAM BAM>
"That sounds like it's coming right from the very back of
the store. That's odd. Where's a clock!"
Gord was still in very much a groggy state.
<BAM CRASH TINKLE>
"I should NOT be able to hear a tinkle through those walls.
That is coming from the back."
Gord jumps to his feet. And reaches a curious
conclusion. The crashing in the back must be someone he
knows who he is storing stuff for in the back, and must be
sorting it, even though he doesn't have a key to the business.
"That had DAMN WELL better be YOU Brendan!"
<stomp stomp stomp>
"Uhm.... crap. Guess it wasn't."
Gord investigates the back and conducts a quick
investigation. The thieves broke into the utility room
of the building by prying the door open, and once in there
were hammering away through the wall. Seems the cement
walls of the store only went between the stores, and along the
outside. The utility room was technically part of Gord's
store on the original building design.
So with this design flaw, they were hammering through the
wall. They had created a rather sizeable hole in the
wall. Sadly, they had not looked in the back room before
they did this, or they would have noticed it was full of boxes
being stored for people. There was no way to get into
the room from that wall.
When they fled the scene, they left behind the tools of the
crime. Gord made a profit!
In the end, a short blurb on it made the local paper
followed by the national papers the next day as a curious