A "customer" yesterday walked in, wearing a mask and sunglasses and a hat. Seems like a lot of the fashion is to cover as much skin as possible.
Grabbed a half dozen cans of paint, walked straight out the door, climbed in a plateless truck, probably stolen, and drove off.
They don't let me tackle them.
Another customer shows up, dressed much the same way, proceeds to interrogate me on deep cycle batteries for about a half hour. Finally figure out that he wants to go off-grid in the City. I tell him to look up Iron Edison, and he finally goes away. He was creeping out my new boss - mostly, to me, he was just one of the crazy locals...