Got robbed at the shop today

Mark · 09-30-2009, 09:52 PM

I'm so pissed off I could scream.

So I am at the Tinder Box, slow night so I'm doing homework and this chubby kid comes in, wanting to buy a cigar. I ask him what he has smoked before that he liked and he says just Phillies. Okay, so I take him into the humidor and he looks at Acids and Javas and all sorts of things that smell almost as bad as he does, before saying he didn't know how expensive they were and he'll have to come back with more money. Fine. That happens all the time. Really, it does.

End of the night comes and I am counting the drawer and go for the change box to get a roll of pennies, and its gone. I assume my boss put it back in the office (moved from its usual hiding place behind the counter) and call him to ask where the box is. He says that it was in its normal hiding place when he left and I got robbed. He'll be there shortly.

So I call the police and file a report and call the owner. We go back into the office and look at the security tapes and what do you know - while I was in the humidor with that little asshole, another guy comes in, goes RIGHT for the cash box, slips it under his trench coat, and walks out.

Thing is - NO ONE would know where the cash box is unless an employee told them. Its not bolted down, and it only has $300 in change in it, but still its not in a easy to find place. My boss gets in and says he knows exactly who that guy is - a friend of the employee I replaced over the summer.

Hopefully we will catch the _____ _________s, but in the mean time I'm so angry that I got played, I don't even know what to do with myself. Fortunately we have four cameras and really good shots of both the kids.

::end rant::

-Mark

09-30-2009, 09:52 PM	#1
Mark Tarheel. Join Date: Oct 2008 First Name: Mark Location: Chapel Hill, NC Posts: 407 Trading: (1)	Got robbed at the shop today I'm so pissed off I could scream. So I am at the Tinder Box, slow night so I'm doing homework and this chubby kid comes in, wanting to buy a cigar. I ask him what he has smoked before that he liked and he says just Phillies. Okay, so I take him into the humidor and he looks at Acids and Javas and all sorts of things that smell almost as bad as he does, before saying he didn't know how expensive they were and he'll have to come back with more money. Fine. That happens all the time. Really, it does. End of the night comes and I am counting the drawer and go for the change box to get a roll of pennies, and its gone. I assume my boss put it back in the office (moved from its usual hiding place behind the counter) and call him to ask where the box is. He says that it was in its normal hiding place when he left and I got robbed. He'll be there shortly. So I call the police and file a report and call the owner. We go back into the office and look at the security tapes and what do you know - while I was in the humidor with that little asshole, another guy comes in, goes RIGHT for the cash box, slips it under his trench coat, and walks out. Thing is - NO ONE would know where the cash box is unless an employee told them. Its not bolted down, and it only has $300 in change in it, but still its not in a easy to find place. My boss gets in and says he knows exactly who that guy is - a friend of the employee I replaced over the summer. Hopefully we will catch the _____ _________s, but in the mean time I'm so angry that I got played, I don't even know what to do with myself. Fortunately we have four cameras and really good shots of both the kids. ::end rant:: -Mark