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This happened to me like, twenty-thirty minutes ago. I'm still sick. I'm in no mood for anything. I wobble over to my old store, which is just down the street from me. There is someone I never seen working, not so strange since its been like, almost a year since I worked there. I look over the medicene trying to find aleve, but it seems their out. No big deal. I start to leave. The clerk shouts at me.
Clerk: "Hey. what are you doing"
ME: "...going home...."
Clerk: "Want to pay for the medicene?"
At this point I turn to look at this stupid idiot. Its barely dawning on me that my old manager should have been on duty, but she's not here.
ME: "...what the hell are you talking about, and Where's Helen?"
Clerk: "I saw you pick up some medicene, and now your leaving. That's stealing"
.....
I'm not a gawddamn thief. I will admit that I've stolen before. But not ever since I started working for a living. I'm sick. I'm sore. I'm not in a goddamn mood to deal with any sort of stupid idiots.
ME: "where the hell is Helen!?"
Clerk: I'm calling the police. You need to give the medicene back.
ME: .... Fine. I'll call Helen.
I take out my phone and call my old manager. The clerk is glarring at me.
Helen does answer. Rather curious. She first asks if its about my school.
No. I just tell her that the idiot clerk on duty is just calling me a thief. She says ok and hangs up. A few seconds later the phone of store calls. The dumbass answers now looking really freaked out. He then tries to lie to bosslady. Telling her that I pocketed some medicene. He then repeats himself. Over. and Over. He finally says fine. Then ok. Then Ok.
Over and over. I remember those days. She did repeat herself over and over. But as smug as I feel.
ME: "Can I freaking go now!?"
The clerk just nods.
I leave and start walking home. My phone rings. Its manager who proceeds to tell me that she talked to him, and she knows I'm not a thief and she knows I didn' t steal, I won't steal yadda yadda yadda. I just repeat yes. Yes. Yes. Helen, I'm really sick and I need to go right now.
However, I do know her very well. Even though we both know I don't steal, she'll still check the camera. Just becauses thats who she is. I would do the same.
Clerk: "Hey. what are you doing"
ME: "...going home...."
Clerk: "Want to pay for the medicene?"
At this point I turn to look at this stupid idiot. Its barely dawning on me that my old manager should have been on duty, but she's not here.
ME: "...what the hell are you talking about, and Where's Helen?"
Clerk: "I saw you pick up some medicene, and now your leaving. That's stealing"
.....
I'm not a gawddamn thief. I will admit that I've stolen before. But not ever since I started working for a living. I'm sick. I'm sore. I'm not in a goddamn mood to deal with any sort of stupid idiots.
ME: "where the hell is Helen!?"
Clerk: I'm calling the police. You need to give the medicene back.
ME: .... Fine. I'll call Helen.
I take out my phone and call my old manager. The clerk is glarring at me.
Helen does answer. Rather curious. She first asks if its about my school.
No. I just tell her that the idiot clerk on duty is just calling me a thief. She says ok and hangs up. A few seconds later the phone of store calls. The dumbass answers now looking really freaked out. He then tries to lie to bosslady. Telling her that I pocketed some medicene. He then repeats himself. Over. and Over. He finally says fine. Then ok. Then Ok.
Over and over. I remember those days. She did repeat herself over and over. But as smug as I feel.
ME: "Can I freaking go now!?"
The clerk just nods.
I leave and start walking home. My phone rings. Its manager who proceeds to tell me that she talked to him, and she knows I'm not a thief and she knows I didn' t steal, I won't steal yadda yadda yadda. I just repeat yes. Yes. Yes. Helen, I'm really sick and I need to go right now.
However, I do know her very well. Even though we both know I don't steal, she'll still check the camera. Just becauses thats who she is. I would do the same.
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