The fabulous thing about working for a company that owns two stores in the same mall is that occasionally inter-store drama erupts. Take for example this past weekend’s shenanigans involving two of my co-workers.

Co-worker #1 (who looks like the female version of Don Cheadle) recently began dating a white guy and within a week decided that she loathed all black people (a choice I still don’t quite understand). We’ve all been trying to ignore her, but on Saturday afternoon, she made it impossible.

Co-worker #2 was working in the baby store alone. She called the lingerie store to ask if one of the four employees there could come relieve her for a 15-minute break. Co-worker #1 answered the phone and, because she hates all black people, instigated an argument about -- I don’t even know what, but I assume it was something ridiculous. The argument became heated and eventually Co-worker #1 dropped the N-bomb.

Co-worker #2 is outraged. She hangs up the phone, pulls down the gate at the baby store and storms up to the lingerie store where she grabs Co-worker #1 by her foot-long microbraids, spins her a full 360 degrees and then hurls her into a massive container of empty bra hangers.

The best part of all this: When the manager found out that there had been a fight in the store, Co-worker #2 was punished. But only because she forgot to leave a “Back in 5” sign on the baby store.