Tweet
I must admit this is the weirdest thing that has ever happened to me in my entire life.
I was helping a woman in my window with a credit card transaction when this guy ran by with his girl and reached into my window and plunked down a bottle of grey goose vodka. A HUGE bottle.
He ran by and said: "This is for you, baby!"
Anyway, I kind of
and 
all at the same time. My CW yelled out "Thank you" as I was simply stunned. It was an expensive, chilled bottle too.
The woman in my window and I just kind of stared at the bottle and I wtf'd in my head and we both kind of giggled.
My CW grabbed the bottle and stuck it in the back. Everybody was arguing who got to keep it. I said I only wanted the pretty bottle and I didn't care who kept it. I don't drink.
The supervisor had stepped out and so we didn't know what to do with it.
Later when the supervisor came back I was like: Notice anything different? He noticed right away and was like: MINE!
So, he didn't know what to do and called surveillance. They told us a funny little story...
The bottle was STOLEN from OUR casino. It turns out the guy grabbed the bottle off of some poor porter's cart that was on the way to a bar.
The idiot came right up to the cage, the one place that your mug will be all over the cameras in. There is no way that guy got away.
I ended up having to write a statement. That idiot. But it made for an interesting night.
I was helping a woman in my window with a credit card transaction when this guy ran by with his girl and reached into my window and plunked down a bottle of grey goose vodka. A HUGE bottle.
He ran by and said: "This is for you, baby!"
Anyway, I kind of
and all at the same time. My CW yelled out "Thank you" as I was simply stunned. It was an expensive, chilled bottle too. The woman in my window and I just kind of stared at the bottle and I wtf'd in my head and we both kind of giggled.
My CW grabbed the bottle and stuck it in the back. Everybody was arguing who got to keep it. I said I only wanted the pretty bottle and I didn't care who kept it. I don't drink.
The supervisor had stepped out and so we didn't know what to do with it.
Later when the supervisor came back I was like: Notice anything different? He noticed right away and was like: MINE!
So, he didn't know what to do and called surveillance. They told us a funny little story...The bottle was STOLEN from OUR casino. It turns out the guy grabbed the bottle off of some poor porter's cart that was on the way to a bar.
The idiot came right up to the cage, the one place that your mug will be all over the cameras in. There is no way that guy got away.
I ended up having to write a statement. That idiot. But it made for an interesting night.
"You'd feel a Hell of a lot better if you'd just rip into the occasional customer."
Comment