Blood on the Verizon (Extended Edition)

It was a pretty nice day, the sun was shining it was hot but not quite to hot and everything was fine for everyone everywhere....except for verizon online "high speed" DSL subscribers.  These poor people are constantly plagued by shitty customer service, bad connections that always drop, and snail like speeds that make good ole dialup on the 56k modem look like a NASCAR race.  

On this day at this time, Verizon's incredibly shitty overall business policy has turned into a death warrant, as well it should how can anyone run a business like this and expect, in this day & age not to get brutally murdered for it?  Well this day, the bill came due.  Becuase one man wasn't going to tolerate the incredible inconveniance and frustration Verizon's actions were cuasing him, He'd had it before, but now the net was down agian...and this was the straw that triggered a homocidal rage.

The door opened a chime chimed a clerk looked up to see his last sight, the hilt of a dagger protruding from his forehead.   By the time the first droplets of blood began dripping down the clerk's face another blade had found it's way into the chest of a costumer who had previously been checking out the latest overly trendy cell phone's, it was as this poor bastard's body hit the ground that the first horrified scream rang out.  Within seconds a half dozen more followed the first, amplifying as another dagger lodged into a second clerk's arm with a sickening thud-crack as it both embedded and broke the bone underneath.  

It's a small store, cramped...little cover, no where to run no where to hide, but more importantly only one way in & out.  A perfect death trap.  No one was sparred, within two minutes all three clerks as well as the afternoon's customer's lay stacked in a pile behind the counter, their blood telling the tale of why this tragedy had to happen.  The writting was literally on the wall, "Fix Your Fucking Internet, Or This Is Only The Begining."