
Bashcraft's coverage continues.
"Do your fucking job! It's because you're not that this is happening. You listening? You idiot. You disgust me."
That's the tail end of an ass chewing I hear. The droopey mop of hair in the white jacket has just unleashed on a security guard. The security guard doesn't even have a night stick. Just a walkie-talkie. And a hat.
The Yodobashi staffer with a peanut head rushes over, threatening to boot people from line.
Here's the deal. We have tons of people lined up, ready to shell out $600 for a game console. It's late, and we're all tired and bitchy and tired. Droopey is pissed because two women are "cutting" in line.

He's now spewing venom at the two women. They too are idiots. "The end of the line is over there! That isn't the end, ya morons."
Thing is, for a jerk, he's right.




















