"Sir," you say to him, "the Bee Gees and I would like your autograph."
The boss thinks for a moment then says, "Nope," which he follows up by calling out, "Security!"
You are escorted out by two burly security guards, not through the front door, but through a side door into a seedy looking alley you didn't know existed. Once out there, they shove you into a puddle, saying, "We're gonna show you what happens if you come back." That said, they proceed to beat the living hell out of you. The Bee Gees, who silently followed you out, apparently have nothing better to do, so they throw a few punches as well. Luckily, you don't have to worry about what will happen if you come back, because the group beats you so badly that, before you can take too much, you stop breathing and violently pass free of the mortal coil.