She then called in loss prevention, who weren't doing their jobs too well, because they didn't look closely at the files and their "last edited" dates (Yay for WinNT Office!!) because they believed it and called in the county sheriffs. Two deputies came, looked over the evidence (to their credit, they asked "Are you sure?" and "Can you explain this?" several times, and I got the feeling hey were unsure about the whole mess. Nice guys, too, they offered to take me out through the back instead o parading me past customers, let me have a cigarette before we left, and were generally courteous and respectful) and ended up arresting me on felony theft charges. Taken to jail, booked, the whole she-bang. I was in tears for pretty much three days. But I knew this was [crap], so I go my parents to help hire a lawyer for me. Told him the whole story, and said under no circumstance were we pleading out to anything. He said ok, and set up a meeting with the DA to talk about motions and such. When we arrived, the DA was all smiles and very polite. He informed me that the paperwork wasn't quite done yet, but that they were dropping all charges, and filing False Report charges against my old manager. The investigators had looked over the evidence, and found that A) the files for almost 3 months worth of "thefts" had all been edited on two days, both of which I had not been present for, but that she had, B) they had all been edited from her computer, a computer I did not have access too, and C) several of the "thefts" occurred on days when I was in the system as being out of state on vacation.
I felt a lot happier after that, and felt even better when my ex-boss was found to have fled the state, and checked herself into a mental hospital for a "nervous breakdown." She was eventually brought back, charged, and convicted. Last I saw she was an assistant manager at a gas station, while I'm now a federal firefighter and in school to become a police officer (and will make damn sure I read over every bit of evidence put in front of me). It's only after I saw her pumping gas that I could claim victory over her.
5. I worked in a souvenir shop at an amusement park. It was the fourth of July, one of the busiest days because of the park's fireworks show. We were also understaffed. The shop was just inside the gate, so it would get swamped just before closing, as people bought the stuff they didn't want to walk around with all day.
I was left alone in the shop just before closing time running the cash register as people flowed in. It was utter chaos. While closing out the register that night, it was noticed that a large stuffed animal had been stolen.
The manager simply could not fathom that one person manning a swamped store can't prevent theft because not all the displays are within sight of the register. I think it must have been a team effort, with one or two people getting my attention in one area while the other walked off with the toy, but I didn't say that because I really didn't know when or how it happened. Accused me of being in on it and looking the other way while a friend stole it so we could profit later. I didn't even know what to say.
I was 17, it was my first job, and I cried for days under the assumption that every job I'd ever hold would be like that one.
6. DVDs/Video Games were really more my wheelhouse. But I worked where they told me and I did my job well.
During Christmas season, it got really busy so everyone was running around helping every department. I was hanging out in my own section when a woman comes over, asks about some headphones, and I help her. She then asks me if the Dance Dance Revolution Madcatz (?) mat she bought for her daughter is any good and I ask if she has any of the games (she didn't) and showed her a slightly more expensive (but better) copy of a Konami mat with a game. She thanked me since she didn't even know it needed a game and went off.
My department manager comes up behind me, tells me to meet him in the breakroom in five minutes, and -rips- in to me. He says that the department with the best revenue gets bonuses (only true for him, not for the rest of us below him) and we shouldn't be helping customers in other sections get more expensive things. He says he'd be shocked if I made it past the winter. I just say "Yes, sir" and go back to work.
Come January, I get fired by "department manager recommendation." So, when you go to Best Buy, know that all the departments have their own agendas with you.
7. My first job with the state was awful. My supervisor was an idiot in every sense of the word. I remember once, I was called into a meeting with our bureau chief. He asked us some questions about office matters, and my supervisor flat out made up lies about me that were completely against my character. I couldn't hold in my frustration and blew up at her, told my bureau chief I wasn't there to play childish games, and then walked out of the meeting. I ended up winning that one, and got a promotion that paid twice as much as that terrible supervisor. It was one of those awesome revenge moments where nobody got hurt.
8. In one of my darker life periods, I was doing part time tech support for a dinky computer shop here in town. The owner was a pill-popping nutjob that kept a loaded gun in a drawer in the front desk, and regularly cheated his customers.
Anyway, I'm working one day, and one of the other techs who had been there forever and a half tells me to go install a modem in some guy's computer. I'm shaking my head, because this is in 2009 and I can't believe anyone would be requesting a modem. I ask him if he's sure before I go out there. He said he was. So, I go out, and sure enough he doesn't need a modem at all. He needs a wireless card or adapter. I call, go back to the store, get the card, head back to the customers', install it, head back, and yell at the guy for being dumb, as common sense would tell anyone reasonably competent that he didn't need a modem.
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