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Yesterday I worked from 4:15-11:00. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. SOME GUY TRIED TO STEAL! I told him he could come up to my register to checkout. All he had was a box of Tangament or something. He didn't have enough to pay for it, and said he'd be right back. Scott voided the tangament. I asked him why. He said "Fucker was trying to steal today. He came in last week and did it and I was so close to catching him. I saw him put that stuff in his pocket, just now, and he saw me so he yanked it back out." No wonder they said "Assistance at register 5." Weirdos out there, I tell ya.
Work again today. Seven hours. I better get a lunch break.
Work again today. Seven hours. I better get a lunch break.