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Sep 15, 2008 10:45

I showed up at work at 6am yesterday, like I do every Sunday. I walked in, went to open up and realized that someone broke in and robbed us Saturday night. They got $1200 in cash and $1500 worth of cigs/cigars/lighters. Sweet. They used hedge clippers to cut the screens off a back window, and shattered the glass. They were there for a while because they went through the DVDs, picked out a bunch, then left them on the floor when they realized the movies aren't kept in the cases.

My boss is a dbag and proceeded to yell at me and such throughout the day even though I am the one who handled the whole situation, dealt with the PD, etc all because he was "too tired" and it was "too early" to get out of bed.

Needless to say, it made for a very long, stressful day.

It kinda creeps me out to think though that EVERY saturday since April or so I have stayed open til 7. Last night I closed at 6. It wasn't advertised that we were closing early either. Plus, they are positive it was someone from town. So they would have known that I would still be there at 7. I left there at 6:16. The register tape showed that someone opened it at 6:55 pm... so they showed up 40 min after I left. It just kind of creeps me out to think that normally I would have still been there. And I know I am completely overreacting, but I live in the middle of nowhere, no one drives by at night, no one is around... It's a little unnerving, and I'm not sure how I feel about being there alone at night...
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