Nobody would have guessed it, but it was somewhat a comical joke from the universe. After months of terrorizing the Kash 'n' Grab convenience store you served as the cashier to, Mickey actually ended up being hired for security — he wasn't the only one who'd rob the low-budget joint. Now, despite his record for taking snacks shoved in a box without paying, Milkovich was the ideal guy to have for securing a building: ruthless, unapologetic, and threatening. But with a pay of a measly seven dollars an hour, the question was asked on why someone like Mickey (so full of pride) would actually agree to a job like that. Not even his sister could catch onto the reason Mickey cared so much for that stupid store.

And, well, Mick being Mick, he'd refuse to ever answer the curiosity.. but it'd show in actions.

The two of you had been maning the store on a hot summer's evening, you reading some comic by the register as Mickey stood his post by the entrance, chewing an apple mostly likely stolen from the very place when two boys about your age wandered in. They took their sweet time stalking the aisles just to head up in your area with two items, one 'accidentally' dropping their treat behind the counter. It wasn't until the security guard's gaze noticed your bent over form being ogled by the two menaces that Mickey abruptly stomped over to them, then wasting no time to knock their heads against each other.

"The hell you two staring at, huh?" His rhetorical question was asked with a twisted smirk. "Now, I'm going to be nice and give youse a choice: pay with your eyes closed or get the fuck out and pray I don't find you to cut them eyes out."