I am a long time lurker, first time poster. But this post is not for myself. Oh no, this post is on behalf of my boyfriend Shepard. He works in a pub we shall call Reapers-R-Us in a very tourist heavy part of England.
The story I am about to relay to you is completely true, and yet bafflingly stupid. It involves a NAT Coworker of his we shall call Shitty McBalls-Not-Dropped, (Shitty for short). This delightful young man is too young too serve alcohol, so is delegated to work the floor [Handing out food and cleaning up.]
Shitty had only been working at Reapers for about a week, and throughout that week money had been going 'missing' quite frequently. Nothing big, just a couple quid here and there. The sort of stuff were people tend to think it just slipped out or they bought a drink they forgot about. Fast forward to about three days ago.
Shitty comes in flat broke apparently, so much so that he asks for three quid from Cookie the cook [Both of our imaginations have briefly done a runner.] Cookie refuses for reasons best known to himself. Fast forward to the end of the day when one of the girls discovers that ten pounds has gone missing from her purse. She came in later in the day and between the time she started, and the time she had her break to check her purse [Noon she started, her break was at three] only Shitty has been up in the break room.
Shitty, in his dumb-ass mind, without any excuse or explanation of how he is suddenly not broke, says to those who are talking about it "Don't blame me just because I have a tenner in my wallet."
When Shepard told me this, we both Face-palmed. How stupid can this kid be? No word yet on what the manager is gonna do. By what we've heard from his manager Captain Anderson however, he will soon be applying for the position of sneaky arse robber with Robin Hood and his Merry Men. Shame King John is Dead.
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