What is your Scariest Liquor Store Experience

[Robmo]

My favorite liquor store in Tokyo is in the middle of a rough area populated by yakuza, touters, sex workers and so on. I have never felt personally threatened by anyone but the area gives me the heebie-jeebies. I am contantly telling myself, "Don't make eye contact with anyone, act like you know where you're going, Don't piss anyone off now."

Admittedly rough by Tokyo standard is not the same as rough by Detroit standards. I admire all you dusty hunters back home.

Not a liquor store story but in SF I saw an armed bank robbery happen before my eyes and at a Mexican joint in the Tenderloin, there was a heated argument between the proprietor and a belligerent customer who was using racial epithets. When the situation started to get out of hand a plain-clothes police officer maced the entire joint and all of the customers in there fled the scene.

[OscarV]

I was in a store in a decent part of Kentucky looking for dusties and I spotted an ORVW 15yo on the top shelf. As I was reaching for it, I heard a gruff voice behind me and felt a poke of cold steel in my ribs.

"Put it down and you will live to see another day. Don't test me, you will lose."

That was the only ORVW 15 that I had ever seen on the shelf and it sucks that I let my guard down and missed out on such a great bottle. At least I lived to tell the story.

(back off, that's how I remember it going down)

So that's how Rob scored that bottle.

Now we know the rest of the story.