moontheloon
Posts: 6183
Joined: 30/9/2005 From: Birmingham
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Usually when I stop someone stealing or catch someone stealing at work, I feel a sense of pride, pride in the knowledge that I am doing my job properly and that I am in some ways effective. Today however, upon the realisation that someone was leaving without paying for a Blu Ray I felt anger, confusion and betrayal, as this time it was someone I knew. It's not like it was a close friend of mine, but it was someone I was friendly with I guess, someone who was actually the manager of a local shop my friend used to work in (which is how I know him) and a very regular customer. So I knew him, I would chat to him if I bumped into him in the street, and he always seemed like a nice guy, if a little odd. He tried to hide what he was doing from me when I confronted him when the alarms rang, then tried to blame medication he was on (the fact he tried to hide it makes me sure he was fully aware of what he was doing), he came back later in the day with chocolates to apologise for what he had done with more excuses to do with mental illness. I then had to go over to his shop and issue him with a banning notice for our store, because I simply don't trust him any more. It's not so much the fact he stole (well it is), but the fact that when someone steals I take it quite personally anyway, so when someone I know steals it feels like a personal insult, like they just don't care or respect me or my role in any way, abusing the trust that was implicit in our knowing each other. It also makes me feel like people at work will think twice about me now, knowing that I knew this person for a good year or so. Though I did tell someone I work with my concern here as she is a good friend and normally tells it like it is and she told me not to be silly and that nobody would think anything of it). Either way I feel hurt by this, and immediately more paranoid about everyone in the shop, because if you can't trust people who are supposed to be your neighbours in retail, then how the hell do you know who to trust. I really hope he understood fully that he can never come in the shop again (I put it in these terms) because as awkward as everything was today, having to confront him again and potentially call the police, would simply piss me off and upset me more, because I hate having to deal with stuff like that when it's strangers, let alone people I know. On the plus side I am in for only a couple more shifts before a week off, which couldn't come at a better time!
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