So last night I was vaping some weed and watching Westworld when I decided to grab some food from the gas station down the street. So I get an Italian baguette and sit at a bench listening to music while the attendant heats it up, when this weird guy comes into the store. The first thing he does is sit on the counter, which I think is weird, and he ask the attendant for a pack of cigarettes (or as I call them, ciggy wiggies). So he starts getting weirder as the attendant is trying to get him the brand he wants, says shit like "You're telling me they don't have that brand? Don't be a cocksucker". Before the attendant can even find the pack of cigarettes this guy ask for a deal on the cigarettes, and starts saying shit like he knows the owner, that he comes in all the time, that he spent $250 at the store this week. So i'm trying to ignore this situation and all but at this point this dude is being real weird and for a second I think maybe I should start recording the conversation or take a picture to show you guys, cause it's pretty funny how drunk this guy is. The attendant finds the cigarettes and rings it up on the register and the guy puts some money on the counter and asks for the cigarettes. From what I can see it is like two $5 notes and that's it, but I know from this dude's incredibly loud conversation that they cost $28. The attendant is like "dude, I can't give you the cigarettes unless it's the right amount." To which this guy replies "well what if I jump over the counter and grab them, as well as all the money in the register". This is when he reaches down the front of his pants and pulls out a 4inch knife and holds it in front of him. The attendant throws him the cigarettes. "Just go dude". The guy starts pushing candy from the front of the counter on the ground and starts wandering around knocking shit over. Eventually he reaches the front door, where there is a freezer. He opens the freezer and grabs some more shit to throw. I pick up the stool i'm sitting on and tell this dude to fuck off while the attendant is like "just leave it, it's fine", because what he is smart enough to realise, but I am not, is that I have re-escalated the situation. The guy looks at me and sees the metal stool i'm holding and walks back towards me with the knife.
At this point I realise that god is real and has heard my prayers, because he must have put this crackhead in my path so I can beat the shit out of him on CCTV. Unfortunately, this is also the moment I realise that if I accidentally kill this dude, I don't know the legality of killing in self-defense in Australia, and also, I am high as fuck on weed, which would not look good at my criminal trial. Plus i'm not sure I can swing at his head faster than he can stab me with this knife. The guys comes within a foot of me and says something along the lines of "what're you gonna do". I put the stool down. "Just go dude". The guy picks up the metal stool, raises it above his head, and slams it down on the window to the ice-cream freezer, where it comically bounces off because that's plastic not glass dumbass. The guy glares at me one last time and walking backwards, leaves the store.