Thursday threats and thrust-ups

My last day of work before birthday happiness and I spend most of it caught up in confrontation and conflict.  One of our part-time male till monkeys is a guy in his fifties called Tom. He’s semi-retired after a car accident gave him several physical limitations, but still likes to work when he can to keep himself from going stir crazy at home. He’s always very cheerful and is a great worker and everyone is in agreement that he is a thoroughly decent chap and nice to spend time with. Well, everyone was in agreement. A few people have changed their opinion of him now. It turns out he’s a bit of a seduction specialist and has spent the last few months diddling one of the girls from the in-store bakery. She’s only 27 and is married, and her husband recently found out about her shenanigans and was not, as you might expect, best pleased. He decided, perhaps foolishly, that the ideal way to deal with this situation was to storm into the supermarket while Tom was at work and confront him and expose him and threaten him in front of the public. As you can imagine, this caused quite the scene, and we ended up with security removing the cuckolded husband to the staff room, Tom being treated by a first-aider, the police being called to sort out charges and caution him, a huge number of customers wanting to give statements as witnesses and most of the on-duty managers consequently tied up with the aftermath. So it was all hands to the pumps and Rory got hauled out of his cosy office at the garage to take on the role of temporary general manager. It was all a bit unsavoury and all an emotional storm in a teacup, but I have to admit I enjoyed sitting in the ultimate position of on-site power and knowing the whole facility was mine to command as I chose. Did naff all with it but sit there watching CCTV cameras that I don’t normally have access to, but still… made a nice change from the normal humdrum existence, so Happy Birthday me!
‘Till monkeys’ by the way, is an industry-wide accepted term of affection and is not meant by me as an insult. 

RC 19-1-17