I'm In No Mood For A Witty Title
FUCK!!!
Frag me for trying to do my job and help a guy out with big purchase decisions. I was so fucking PLAYED! AAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!! Stupid Jo... stupid stupid stupid!
Long story short: guy came in and said he wanted to buy MP-4 Prime and New Year Convoy. He said he wanted to take them right away so I go over to the locked cabinet, take the stuff out and pack it up for him and ring up the bill. Guy actually takes out his wallet as if to pay. Then he goes over to the cabinet and starts looking and inquiring about the other stuff in there and keeps going back and forth from the cabinet to the counter, looking at the stuff he wants to get and the stuff in the cabinet, picking them up and looking at them, and telling me he only has a budget of $1,000.
In the end, he picks out two more things in the cabinet and says he wants to get them as well. So I go over to get them for him while he stands at the counter...
... Next thing, I hear the rustle of a plastic bag and the guy's GONE, WITH the MP-4 and the Convoy. That's almost $800 worth of TFs right there... I ran to the door, but by that time he'd already run, and I didnt want to run blindly without knowing in which direction he'd gone, so I ran back to the counter and called the building security.
But I think by the time they moved into action the guy was long gone. Anyways, security called the police down to the shop.
I gave a statement and tried to describe the guy as best I could to them, and they dusted some of the other TFs he'd touched to see if we could find any fingerprints on them that might help to catch this guy. The CCTV camera of the store opposite ours managed to get a not-very-clear shot of the guy leaving the store, and the building cameras managed to track his escape route through one of the side doors, but neither got a clear shot of his face.
Anyways, they managed to find and lift about two fingerprints, and hopefully they're not mine. Cos these particular toys were only touched by me and the guy. So they took a set of my fingerprints to cross check. Anyways, by the time the cops were done and stuff it was pretty late... and yeah...
I hope like hell they catch this guy. UGH! I feel like an IDIOT! And I keep thinking back and coming up with all these things I could have done to stop him leaving with the stuff, but how the fuck was I supposed to know he'd just run off when my back was turned!? Fuck you, hindsight. Not helping.
Primus, I want to nail this guy so bad...
Thanks Dicky and Justin for the moral support, and for coming down to keep me company after that. At least I didnt have a breakdown... Still though... just... ARGH!!!
Frag me for trying to do my job and help a guy out with big purchase decisions. I was so fucking PLAYED! AAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!! Stupid Jo... stupid stupid stupid!
Long story short: guy came in and said he wanted to buy MP-4 Prime and New Year Convoy. He said he wanted to take them right away so I go over to the locked cabinet, take the stuff out and pack it up for him and ring up the bill. Guy actually takes out his wallet as if to pay. Then he goes over to the cabinet and starts looking and inquiring about the other stuff in there and keeps going back and forth from the cabinet to the counter, looking at the stuff he wants to get and the stuff in the cabinet, picking them up and looking at them, and telling me he only has a budget of $1,000.
In the end, he picks out two more things in the cabinet and says he wants to get them as well. So I go over to get them for him while he stands at the counter...
... Next thing, I hear the rustle of a plastic bag and the guy's GONE, WITH the MP-4 and the Convoy. That's almost $800 worth of TFs right there... I ran to the door, but by that time he'd already run, and I didnt want to run blindly without knowing in which direction he'd gone, so I ran back to the counter and called the building security.
But I think by the time they moved into action the guy was long gone. Anyways, security called the police down to the shop.
I gave a statement and tried to describe the guy as best I could to them, and they dusted some of the other TFs he'd touched to see if we could find any fingerprints on them that might help to catch this guy. The CCTV camera of the store opposite ours managed to get a not-very-clear shot of the guy leaving the store, and the building cameras managed to track his escape route through one of the side doors, but neither got a clear shot of his face.
Anyways, they managed to find and lift about two fingerprints, and hopefully they're not mine. Cos these particular toys were only touched by me and the guy. So they took a set of my fingerprints to cross check. Anyways, by the time the cops were done and stuff it was pretty late... and yeah...
I hope like hell they catch this guy. UGH! I feel like an IDIOT! And I keep thinking back and coming up with all these things I could have done to stop him leaving with the stuff, but how the fuck was I supposed to know he'd just run off when my back was turned!? Fuck you, hindsight. Not helping.
Primus, I want to nail this guy so bad...
Thanks Dicky and Justin for the moral support, and for coming down to keep me company after that. At least I didnt have a breakdown... Still though... just... ARGH!!!