Dickless Tracy

There was a female security person who would "visit" our store from time to time. Naturally we named her "Dickless Tracy". I think her name was Marge if I recall.

One year, there was a butcher strike and we would bust up pallets for the butchers to put in a 55 gallon drum to start a fire to keep themselves warm on the picket line. Needless to say, Dickless Tracy didn't like that too much.

One night, Nicky (you remember him from the garage partys?) left a bit of a "love note" for Marge - I forgot what it said but she went absolutely ballistic and lauched some sort of an investigation. They never could prove who wrote it and eventually she called off the dogs, but we had to stay pretty low-key through the rest of the strike because after that they had undercover cops and security in our store almost the entire time!

We all loved Marge - otherwise we never would have given her such a wonderful nickname! If you had a nickname from the DAWGS, you know you had arrived!