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One of my friends used to work at a Gamestop as well, and when I'd hang out with him there'd always be something hilarious happen. My favorite memory is about a 23 year old regular named Edward. Now, Edward never had an easy life. One look at him could tell you that. He was stuck in a wheelchair for life thanks to a birth defect that left his legs shriveled little stumps. This left him overweight, and he would also have to shave his head regularly.
Well, one day there were a couple of kids in the store which I'm guessing were about 14. Being the little dicks that you could tell they were, they started picking on him. Edward wasn't having any of it. He turned towards one of the kids and said "You little bitches wanna start something?" Everyone in the store paused in shock, except the little kids.
Before I continue, I should explain a little something about Edward's wheelchair. This thing was a beast. I don't know if it was custom made for offroad riding or what, but it had some real power. The front wheels were just as big as the back wheels, and both sets were set out at the very ends of the chair (the front wheels still had to be set wider than the back wheels so they didn't rub), and he could probably get that going somewhere upwards of 6 or 7 mph. That's right, a fucking wheelchair that could go that fast. It sounded like an electric, but I think there was a gas motor hiding somewhere in there.
Back to the story. As soon as Edward turned towards them, one of the kids says "Yeah, that's right. We'll kick-" BOOM. Edward went full speed right into the kid and plowed him down. The kid just laid there for a few moments, then started screaming and tried running (limped) out of the store with his friend. Kid's knees and shins must have taken a pretty hard shock, but when we looked where the kid was laying, there were two teeth in the carpet along with a small pool of blood. An overweight cripple had just completely beaten the shit out of someone. The manager made one of the clerks pick up the kid's teeth in a kleenex and take them to him. When he got back, he said the kid had blood all down his shirt. Nobody ever saw those little punks again, and Edward was a local hero until he moved away.