I popped into my local bodega to get a breakfast sandwich this morning. Ali was super talkative. He is normally quite reserved. He kept asking me how I was and what was going on. Given his normal shyness, I wasn't responding very enthusiastically. Finally I asked him what was going on.
Apparently, some guy ran into the store, all the way to the back and tried to run back out with two cans of roach spray. This little bodega is quite narrow. There is a tall counter on one side and coolers along the other. In between is a narrow walkway with only about three feet of clearance. The entire store isn't more than 18 feet deep.
Ali was all amped up because he lunged over the guy and popped him in the jaw with a right hook.
I asked Ali why he didn't just call the cops. He said the cops are a hassle and always want copies of the tape and proof. I guess I'd rather have the law take things. Ali said that after he punched the thief, he just let him have the two cans of roach spray because he was a regular customer. He figured that the guy would think twice about stealing again.
That's some odd psychology there. I'm glad I don't work in a bodega today.
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