Next Saturday, Will Turcotte aka “Warrior,” aka the sort-of-hot Bass security guard, (you know, the one who’s like 5’ 8’, with short blonde hair, a winning smile and glasses), will head to Afghanistan and begin a year-long deployment as a member of the US military.

We wish him the best of luck and the safest of journeys. We are sad to see him leave, and especially because now I’ll actually have to open my bag and prove that I’m not a book thief.

Warrior, a nickname a friend and I have assigned to Will and he has since assigned to both of us, is a role model to us all. He’s ripped. He’s handsome. He’s single. He’s smart (wears glasses). He is a military man. He is a fan of rap music.

He made walking into a Bass something I looked forward to rather than something I dreaded. If Warrior was working, I knew that meant we’d talk and I wouldn’t have to start work for at least another 15 minutes.

Thanks, Warrior. Be safe, Warrior.