Roy as manager of TFB would always open up a checkout isle when he saw a pretty lady standing in line. He would also grab his dustpan and feather-duster and follow pretty ladies around the store!
Roy usually was mild-tempered, but I did see him blow up onetime; The rear speaker in the back-room of the store was broken on Thanksgiving, one of the busiest days of the year, but Roy did not know it. He stormed back in room and applied a death grip on Pat Showalter who was in the back-room standing next to me and told us to get our as#$@% up front. He did apologize when he found out the speaker was broken.
He also did not appreciate it when I taped pennies over his eyes in the large self-portrait of him in the front of TFB.