(I know some of you have kids, but for those who don't, it's a Dora The Explorer reference. You'll understand shortly.)
Today gave me quite a few tales, some of which were more special than others:
Mom comes up to my line with daughter who can't be more than 3 (she barely speaks at all.) They have a Dora backpack that's a bit smaller than a ruler. I assume it was meant to just carry toys, not books.
I unzipped the thing to get out the filler paper (it's annoying, but hey,) and what do I see first-thing? An empty make up container. The plastic had been ripped off and the tube of make-up pulled out. I took the container out, grinning at her.
Mom/SC:
Me:
SC: T-That isn't mine.
Me: Okay.
I drop it and continue, she looks shaken up the entire time.
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Mom and teen girls pop in to buy school supplies. Nothing unusual, girls texting away while mom prepares herself mentally to give someone else her money. As I'm ringing it up, I notice a black thing sticking out of a binder (you know those crappy, one-color $2 ones that break often?) I open it, and I see a 3-ring pencil case already put inside.
With a separate price tag.
Which is $5.
The daughter STARES at me. I ring it up, and she continues to stare at me. I grin.
Me: That was four ninety nine, by the way.
She just stands there, either annoyed that she got caught or just upset that she got caught. Normally, you could say "Oh, she put it in there so she didn't have to carry it, and forgot about it." Bull. If you had simply forgotten, you would have apologized when you watched me ring it. If it was a dollar, I'd have understood, but $5? Yeah, that wasn't a "mistake."
I'm gonna get put on a billboard in the back for stopping loss!
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Not stealing, but disgusting anyway:
A bit later, a woman came through with her pack of kids and one in the cart who couldn't talk (or, thankfully, didn't want to.) I was ringing her stuff when I noticed her cereal box had a MASSIVE hole torn out of the side.
Me: Is this okay? Do you still want this?
SC: Oh, he did it. *Points to small kid in cart*
Me: Okay, I-aw, it's wet! Was there a leak on the shelves back there? That happens sometimes. (When it rains, it leaks through the ceiling.)
SC: Oh, he probably did it.
Every single boxed food item was wet with drool. The soup cans were too. The CANS.
All I can say is thank heaven for disinfectant.
Today gave me quite a few tales, some of which were more special than others:
Mom comes up to my line with daughter who can't be more than 3 (she barely speaks at all.) They have a Dora backpack that's a bit smaller than a ruler. I assume it was meant to just carry toys, not books.
I unzipped the thing to get out the filler paper (it's annoying, but hey,) and what do I see first-thing? An empty make up container. The plastic had been ripped off and the tube of make-up pulled out. I took the container out, grinning at her.
Mom/SC:

Me:

SC: T-That isn't mine.
Me: Okay.
I drop it and continue, she looks shaken up the entire time.
---
Mom and teen girls pop in to buy school supplies. Nothing unusual, girls texting away while mom prepares herself mentally to give someone else her money. As I'm ringing it up, I notice a black thing sticking out of a binder (you know those crappy, one-color $2 ones that break often?) I open it, and I see a 3-ring pencil case already put inside.
With a separate price tag.
Which is $5.
The daughter STARES at me. I ring it up, and she continues to stare at me. I grin.
Me: That was four ninety nine, by the way.
She just stands there, either annoyed that she got caught or just upset that she got caught. Normally, you could say "Oh, she put it in there so she didn't have to carry it, and forgot about it." Bull. If you had simply forgotten, you would have apologized when you watched me ring it. If it was a dollar, I'd have understood, but $5? Yeah, that wasn't a "mistake."
I'm gonna get put on a billboard in the back for stopping loss!

---
Not stealing, but disgusting anyway:
A bit later, a woman came through with her pack of kids and one in the cart who couldn't talk (or, thankfully, didn't want to.) I was ringing her stuff when I noticed her cereal box had a MASSIVE hole torn out of the side.
Me: Is this okay? Do you still want this?
SC: Oh, he did it. *Points to small kid in cart*
Me: Okay, I-aw, it's wet! Was there a leak on the shelves back there? That happens sometimes. (When it rains, it leaks through the ceiling.)
SC: Oh, he probably did it.
Every single boxed food item was wet with drool. The soup cans were too. The CANS.
All I can say is thank heaven for disinfectant.


guess I don't care.
. Of course then again I had to count up the empty wrappers, stolen goods, etc (that we KNEW of) and have seen over $3000 dollars worth in a single night (and that was not the one time when a plasma tv walked out the front door).
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