Shit That Never Happened

this couple come through her line with a lot of stuff and they acting like they are in a hurry. this was the wrong thing to say to this girl. you say that to her and she goes slower cause it freaks her out.

she finally gets to the end and the guy hands her a bunch of 20′s. first she straightened them out and counted them, and then she took her pen out. when i used it i made a little flower so that i would know that i did it. she made a swirly. the first swirly came back black, the second swirly came back black. she got out the SECOND truth teller pen and scribbled a like down the center of the bills…. black as coal.

she was freaking out. dude look like he was intense. she very politely asked if he had another form of payment as she would not be able to accept his money. “WHY NOT?!”

*gulp*

“cause it’s not real, sir.”

“MONEY IS FUCKING REAL! YOU BETTER GET MANAGEMENT OVER HERE! MY MONEY IS AS GOOD AS ANYONE ELSE!!”

she very quickly walked over to the phone and paged, and her voice, was so tinged with panic that everyone, even CUSTOMERS stopped dead in their tracks and listened to the page. 

you’d never seen a page answered so quickly. it was prolly ringing before she put the phone back on the receiver. “what’s wrong? what’s going on? are you in danger? are you okay?”

and she told them that no, she wasn’t okay,, her customer was screaming and cursing at her and his money wasn’t real and she had no idea what to do now, this wasn’t covered in the CBL’s! 

this got manangement on their feet. “stay call, take a deep breath, we’ll be there in 5 seconds with back up. it’s going to be okay. just breathe.”

which is easier said than done with a man that weighs 150 lbs more than you is screaming his ever loving head off. even the retiree door greeter came over and stood by her just as a show of solidarity, she couldn’t really have done anything, but she was a witness, and sometimes that’s enough to get people to back down.

it must have felt like a hour later, but it was about 2-3 minutes before the store managers came walking down the aisle with the popo trailing behind them. the cops were soooooo happy to see him. 

one member of management took over the register as the other led the cashier off to sit and collect herself, while the cops talked to the guy and eventually arrested both the guy and the girl. (apparently they’d been looking for them)

management was so fucking happy that she caught him because he had like 300 dollars in funny money and she caught him dead to rights. they calmed her down, thanked her profusely, gave her the rest of the day off with pay, and called her bf or mother or someone to get her home, because she was shaking like a leaf and they didn’t want to her to get hurt on her way home.

So yes, i will use my pen when i have too. i’ll hold them fuckers up to the light to make sure that the right pressie is in the corner pocket.

The watermark of Ben Franklin on the bill looked like the shittiest line art of a man you’d ever seen. It was horrendous. But it passed my marker test, so I had to give the guy his change and with a smug grin and $50 worth of Copic markers, he left.

I thought about it all night and into the next day, when the local weed dealer came in to buy his baggies. See, jewelry baggies are cheaper than ziplocks despite being the same fucking thing, and I was the only one who would treat the guy like a normal fuckin dude, so as we were chatting as I rang him out, I sighed and said, “I got a counterfeit hundo the other day.” And I told him about what I’d gone through. I told him what the guy looked like, what he bought, how he acted in line. And when I was handing him his receipt, I said, “I don’t know why I’m telling you this, man, but just watch out for any suspect looking Benjamins over the next few weeks.” I gave him one of the counterfeit markers and told him that they wouldn’t do any good, but he could have one anyway.

I guess I just wanted to tell someone about it, because I stopped thinking about it after that.

Until the day I got a call from the pot dealer about a month later. He was furious. Someone had ripped him off in over $250 of weed, and they’d done it with–yup–fake Benjamins. He gave me the guy’s name, his description, everything. And then, at the very end, he added, “I’m luring him downtown for a drug deal. Call the fucking cops.”

So I did.

The cops swooped in and grabbed the guy, and not only did they find my Copic markers that he’d bought from the store, he found similar high ticket items from other stores in the area. The cops came back, returned me my markers, and asked how I knew to tip them off.

I told them it was a lucky guess.

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ANYWAY- I mosy up and into the store, get a shopping bag and prepare to do my thing. I’m just walking around when another shopper leaves the store and sets off the towers.

Homegirls doesn’t keep walking and gets pulled to the side by the SA. SA asks to look in her bag and we’ll shit- home girl lets her go through her shit. The lifter is shaking and looks like she’s about the cry and I honestly felt awful. SA goes to town and it’s like Mary Poppins fucking bag with all the stuff- perfume, razor blades, lipstick, palettes. The haul was easily over $1000.

The police get called and this is where I leave bc yo even if you think I’m stupid, I’m not stupid Aaron Burr, sir. After 20 minutes, I walk back and 4 police officers are hanging outside with some of the SA’s while the smoke. Homegirl lifter is gone RIP

Anyway, I overheard the conversation between the police and SAs and hot fucking damn. They were talking about liftblr. Apparently LP like to keep up with us but contacting the police doesn’t do anything because this is all role play (so fuck off to everyone who reports us- you’re wasting time). They talk some smack about us, apparently are actually impressed by some of us??? 😳😳, and then … Then Ulta LP MENTIONS MY URL.

I have a case file apparently but they can’t prove anything. They don’t even know what I look like. What they know is that I’m 15-25 and I’m a girl. So the main customer demographic of Ulta.

That’s really specific.

TL;DR

Well, my boss hired someone new who immediately hated me because I was 1) younger than her and 2) in charge of her. I’ve been working the job for 6 years now, it’s only natural that I was a higher ranking employee than someone who joined the team recently. But anyway, this girl has it out for me from the get go. Tries to complain about ANYTHING I do to my boss. One day she catches wind of what I’ve been doing for the customer. She tells my boss that I’ve been stealing from the tip jar and twists it into me shorting him at the end of the day (so stealing from the store, essentially).

I actually got fired over this. He is a great boss, don’t get me wrong, but he can be very emotional and doesn’t always think things through. He thought I was betraying all the trust he put in me to not steal from him. I get it. When I finally got to explain everything to him, he hired me back to where I was before so it was all ok in the end.

I don’t pay for their meals anymore. My boss has decided they eat for free from now on. The coworker I hated got fired for stealing from the till.

So, my first job was at Kroger… as one of the worst positions one can have in retail. Courtesy Clerk. Ontop of being forced to do tasks that other employees were too grossed out to do, as well as being stuck 100+ degree heat grabbing shopping carts for 2 hours…. We got treated like trash by other employees, and customers.

It was one of the hours where I was stuck having to bag food and other things for customers, when some lady came over with her cart. I greeted her, asked how she was doing, and literally one of the first things she said was. “Oh, a male bagger…” I sort of stopped to look to her, then just continued to bag her stuff to just the job done. However, this lady continued to run her mouth insulting males for absolutely no reason, and the cashier I was briefly partnered with was doing the same thing with this lady. I gave this woman a kind smile and greeted her, and here she was insulting me and other males for absolutely no reason.

She was saying I would end up bagging her stuff wrong, said that I most likely tried to avoid work when I could, that I was most likely one of the lesser employees of the store, that I was one of the most dumb employees due to my gender… and here’s my cashier running her mouth with her, insulting me and other men for absolutely no reason. Greet the woman kindly, get insults the whole time I’m bagging her stuff.

I had enough of them both running their mouths, and I remembered one of my other coworkers said that they would open milk cartons to the customers who were rude to them. So when I put his lady’s milk in her bags, I did just that and opened them when they were not looking.

Pretending I wasn’t listening to them, I asked if she wanted help taking her carts out… she accepts, saying I might as well be good for something. I follow her to her car, both of us being silent… I put her groceries in her trunk, made sure both milk cartons were opened, before I finished. She came back going, “Oh I was just playing,” after it all… when I know well she wasn’t based on the looks she was giving me earlier, her tone, and the fact she continued running her insults about me when i was ignoring her. I simply gave her a smile and left.