- So right now, we're heading to Smith's for a disturbance
between the manager and a male customer,
having some type of argument outside.
Sounds like the other unit's out with the mill now.
We'll go make contact with the manager.
What's going on?
- He came in here, claiming, evidently, he
left some groceries in the shopping cart
in the parking lot--
his wife did last night.
He claimed-- he called, spoke to one of my managers.
Had the wrong name, the wrong description of the manager.
And stated he wanted the groceries.
So I asked him what it was, and within reason, I
would have gave it to him.
It was a list of hamburger, cereal, a whole bunch of stuff.
So I said, do you have a receipt for it?
No, he doesn't have the receipt.
So he started getting belligerent with me
and I told him that he could come back in the morning
and speak to my higher up manager.
There's only so much I'm allowed to give out.
- Right.
- So he started just cussing at me and threatening me
and I should be fired, and on and on.
- All right.
Do you want him trespassed or anything?
- Yeah, if you could.
- For tonight or forever?
- Forever.
Yeah. - OK.
I'll be right back.
- All right, thank you.
- OK, great.
I fear the law.
- Well, I'm going to stop you there for a minute
because I talked to the manager.
One, they don't have a manager named Kelly.
And the description you gave of the manager
you spoke to doesn't exist.
- What do you mean description?
Are you crazy?
She said Kelly, Kelly at Smith Market.
She said Kelly.
If it was Kelly Clarkson, Kelly whoever the hell it is.
- Well that's--
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Let me ask you this right now.
So you're telling me that I've come to the Smith market
for a bag of potatoes, some ground meat, ground
meat, some freaking coconut, and some freaking Cheerios.
I'm sitting over here eating--
I'm got my food right here.
So my thing is that I'm come over here
and tell you, try to BS you for some food.
- I don't know what happened.
- Personally, I could care less about the damn groceries.
You know what I'm saying?
I'm trying to satisfy my wife.
I thing is this.
If I sit there, at least I can sit there
and come and say, hey, can I get it?
So the question would've been, why are you smiling?
No.
Done.
OK, I can't get it back.
I lost.
- OK.
You should have left it at that instead of becoming belligerent
and calling names and stuff like that at the manager.
That's why she called us.
- I didn't call her belligerent.
I said, look.
You are sitting there-- she looking at me, laughing.
If I'm siting here by myself, why would you laugh at me?
This is not a game to me.
This is my money.
This is my principle.
You don't laugh at me.
I'm not a joke.
OK, so I said, you know what?
What are [bleep] laughing at me for?
That's when I said, well call.
I said, call the police for me.
I asked them to call.
- I'm going to tell you this, OK?
- What?
- They want you trespassed.
- Oh, [bleep] them.
- All right.
- [bleep] groceries.
- You're trespassed, all right?
- [bleep] trespass me.
Who gives a [bleep] So what?
- If you calm down and shut up, I'll be glad to trespass you.
- I'm not shutting up.
- OK.
You're making this worse than it has to be.
- 33 years ago, I thought [bleep],,
but you guys is still the same thing.
- OK. - Young cops.
[bleep]
- OK.
Anything we've told you thought we were lying about.
I told you I've been here for 20 years.
You're full of [bleep].
You never believe anything that we say.
- April 14, I moved here.
- OK.
- I'm [bleep] out of here, man?
Where are you at?
I've been to jail many times.
I've never seen you, sir.
Never seen you.
- Well, I've been on the street, so.
- Yeah, [bleep]
- OK, goodbye.
- Yeah, whatever.
Goodbye to you.
- He cannot come back until he comes back and talks
to the management, apologizes, and is allowed back
in the store.
But if he does come back before that,
he will be arrested for misdemeanor trespassing.