So Mrs. AP/LP/Security head person/bad ass returned a few display items this morning to our department. I said, "Ah, another toddler with sticky fingers?" In a good natured way. Mrs. Security Bad Ass responded with "No, this was an adult. I found this in her purse. She also had swiped some smaller items from their packaging and put them in her purse." Me = I thought that security wasn't allowed to search bags. Mrs. Bad Ass told me that if they saw someone take something and there are witnesses and security footage, they can search people's things but not by force. The lady let security search her and escort far into the back of house, where security has their lair.
After the interrogation, she wasn't allowed on the sales floor again. She was led by two store security guards and two "mall cops" through the back hallways to her car.
I asked why the cops weren't called and she said it was because the woman hadn't stollen enough for the cops to come out. (Magic numbers!) She had stollen little, extremely petty things. Things that a small child would steal at preschool. Mostly stealing things out of packages that would then have to be removed from stock because they were unsellable.
At least she was properly humiliated and grilled. (Mrs. Security Bad Ass is ex-military and has interrogation training.) And we got our stuff back! Sadly, that's the best we can hope for in cases like this. I was watching Aladdin a few weeks ago and thinking how deprived contemporary retail is. We can't beat the shit out of thieves and wave knives around like they did back in the day.
This situation fractionally restored my faith in retail security. My expectations were so low, it wasn't very hard for them to be surpassed.
What does you store do to thieves?
After the interrogation, she wasn't allowed on the sales floor again. She was led by two store security guards and two "mall cops" through the back hallways to her car.
I asked why the cops weren't called and she said it was because the woman hadn't stollen enough for the cops to come out. (Magic numbers!) She had stollen little, extremely petty things. Things that a small child would steal at preschool. Mostly stealing things out of packages that would then have to be removed from stock because they were unsellable.
At least she was properly humiliated and grilled. (Mrs. Security Bad Ass is ex-military and has interrogation training.) And we got our stuff back! Sadly, that's the best we can hope for in cases like this. I was watching Aladdin a few weeks ago and thinking how deprived contemporary retail is. We can't beat the shit out of thieves and wave knives around like they did back in the day.
This situation fractionally restored my faith in retail security. My expectations were so low, it wasn't very hard for them to be surpassed.
What does you store do to thieves?
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