She also happened to be a NAT!
At the end of the order, she goes to pay, and picks through a big stack of twenties, finally settling (or so I thought) on a ten dollar bill. I process the payment, hand her her change, and go to thank her when Stupid NAT comes back with this:
Stupid Nat: "Uhm, excuse me. I gave you a twenty."
Mouse Mastered: "Actually, you gave me a ten."
Stupid NAT: "Are you sure? I could've sworn I gave you a twenty."
First off, I always am grateful for a ten and make a mental note, especially when I'm low (which
I was). But, things happen (and she was sifting through twenties), so I open the drawer.
I KNOW I put whatever it was in my tens slot and,surprise, there's no twenty there. Everything's in order.
Mouse Mastered: "No ma'am, I'm pretty sure you gave me a ten."
Stupid NAT: "No, I'm sure it was a twenty. I said, 'I'm giving you twenty'." (Which I never heard, but whatever)
So we're basically at an impasse. Here's the saving grace in this whole thing:
She was my first guest after I JUST completed an audit with my manager. My manager is still in location
WITH THE AUDIT SLIP, and I remember exactly how many tens I had. So I count them, and guess what?
There's EXACTLY one more than what I originally had.
Mouse Mastered: "Ma'am, I just counted this drawer, and I only had [x] tens. Now I have [x + 1]. You're my first guest
back, so I'm sure that you gave me a ten."
All right, fine. I go to get the manager. The manager comes out with the audit slip and shows her
where she had wittnessed the audit, and the mark for the fact that I had only [x] tens, and now I have [x + 1].
She tries to ask my manager if she could "verify on camera" what had happened, but it didn't matter. Stupid NAT gives me a "Oh, I guess I was mistaken comment" and heads off, as my manager heads to the back again.
This stupid fucking shitheaded, fartsniffing, cocksucking bitchy whiny fuckfaced thunderwhore
has the NERVE to come back and ask me for a receipt (which I agree to) and then as I hand it over, state "because I'm going to go complain about this."
Complain about what?
That I was right?
That I had the nerve to fucking not give you money for free?
That I could back myself up with my leader as well as my other coworker who witnessed that she was my first guest after the audit?
That I had proof and she wasn't able to get me in trouble or steal from me?
For fuck's sake, lady. It's ten dollars. I have no reason to hide that amount of money from anybody. It's about an hour's work of pay, and not worth losing my job over. I have NO reason to steal from you, nor does the company (especially considering how much people already bitch about how high the prices are anyway). Get over yourself.
Until next time, have a magical day (and maybe take a spare one for me?)!