The responses on my story surprised the heck out of me, so thank you to RHUers who leaped to my defense and offered advice. (Thanks especially to Google and TenebrisVenator! Fortunately they DID respond in a timely manner, so even though I was prepared to paper trail the hell out of the company, it wasn't necessary.) Here's the update about the Religious Pervert incident you guys asked for:
The next day, I walked in to see what my duties were. (Register, stocking, etc, we cycle through those as scheduled duties, but it's flexible enough for those of us stocking to walk a custy to the registers and ring them up personally if there's a free register and no line.)
Nothing. Nada. I'm not on the list of employees today. I look at the weekly schedule, and yes, I'm supposed to be here, but the DAILY schedule doesn't know I exist. Aha. Okay. I see how it is.
Playing nice, I ask my coworker where the Boss is. Not in. [Other manager] is in today for my scheduled shift. [Other manager] has a set of floating question marks above his head about my "innocent" inquiry. He looks at the weekly, looks at the Daily, scratches his head and tells me to hang loose complete with hand gesture (he moved here from Hawaii, so his slang gives us all grins, usually) and calls the Boss.
He comes back, his expression awkward. He says the Boss fired me for a slew of No Call/No Shows (which didn't exist before this day). [Other manager] is confused and disbelieving because he works with me a lot and he's never even had a whisper of a rumor that I wasn't always on time. And since we works with me regularly, he's usually saying "Good morning" to me as I stand by the time clock.
I thank [Other manager], and walk out. The first time, I called a hotline for the company about what the manager did and does. This hotline is taken down by a third party, and employee complaints are then forwarded to the correct department. They did a lot of typing as I described the first incident.
Today, I call them again. I talk to the girl on the other end of the line and tell her it's an update to my previous incident, give her my name and cellphone number (which I had voluntarily divulged, both to identify my file and to allow someone to get in contact with me) and she opens the file that has already been made. I update her on what happened today. She thanks me for my call, promises my file is already marked Urgent, with a copy forwarded. My update will be appended and forwarded again, as soon as we're done, and to expect a phone call within the next couple of days.
I go to lunch and indulge in some not-good-for-me comfort food to calm my nerves, because I know the real reason why I've been fired, and I'm hacked off.
I get a call that same afternoon. It's a bigwig, and he's EXTREMELY concerned by my report, tells me he was in the middle of reading it when he got the ding announcing my update had arrived. He gives me this HR spiel about the company being a machine and that even the smaller gears need to be taken care of or the whole machine could seize. Blah blah blah yakkity shmackity. It's corporate sweet talk and pretty words. However, even though he doesn't say so, I get the distinct impression that he's halfway to panic mode and about to do some emergency damage control.
He asks me if I'm okay (emotionally and financially) and asks me if I would be willing to give him 48 hours minimum to look into the situation. He's flying into the area early tomorrow and is going to do a surprise inspection of any and all paperwork potentially created out of this... incident. He'll be in touch with me, one way or another, to either tell me he needs more time, or to tell me the verdict.
I give him the time. Information related to me by Bigwig and coworkers as follows...
Bigwig appeared on the scene and took command of the back room. Boss didn't work that day either. There he finds my employee file, with some no call/no show write ups crammed into it. He's suspicious within five minutes, as the "signatures" on the write ups don't even remotely match my signatures on other documents. I was neither shown these, nor did I sign them. Strike one.
He takes a closer look at the NC/NS papers and they're practically identical; copy/paste text with stuff like "first warning," "second warning," "as you have been warned before" tacked on. Very bare bones, and the company is a big fan of details and attempts via the company to accommodate the employee or otherwise expand upon what the management did to try to remove the problem. None of that happened. Strike two.
Finally, he checks the dates of my supposed write ups, and can't find any notations in the computer. Apparently there's a procedure of dotting I's and crossing T's once a schedule is made. A NC/NS, or a call out sick, or other alterations to a schedule once it's made are to be logged into the system so that there's a digital backup to physical paperwork. So the days I'm supposedly NC/NS aren't even mentioned on this system. It looks normal. One of the days, I was actually present, as seen by my sign in times. The other two were days I had off, as labor laws in my state decreed I was supposed to get. So even if I WAS supposedly slated to work that day, Boss would have been dinged with a labor law violation. I didn't show up because I wasn't SUPPOSED to show up. Strike three.
(As related to me later by other female coworkers) Female coworkers on duty were called back and asked about how Boss handled the incursions of RFP, and their stories corroborated the security video... which Boss also failed to remember that our security cameras also just happen to pick up audio. And the Bigwig spent hours reviewing multiple incursions of the Religious Freak Pervert harassing female workers and grabbing his crotch while staring at them like a sheepdog stares at sheep. He got to see RFP making lewd gestures by positioning large instruments 'just so' and running his hands up and down their length.
(At this point I imagined the Bigwig screaming, "Oh my God burn that! Don't sell it after he touched it!" Wishful thinking, I know, but that went through MY mind when one of my coworkers relayed it to me during one of our RFP horror story times.)
He got to hear Boss admonishing female workers that if RFP didn't actually touch them, there's nothing anyone can do because all he's doing is talking, and cops don't do anything about what people SAY, only what they do, so they'll just have to ignore him. Of course, he was banking on employee ignorance and fear of being fired to keep them quiet.
Apparently the Bigwig gave a lot of horrified, wide eyed silences as their tales of woe came out. He gave up trying to look professional shortly after starting and just let his horrified expressions say how wrongity wrong wrong this shit was. When he left at the end of the 48 hours, he seemed to be contemplating a little nighttime visit to a disused rock quarry.
The verdict? In short, my job is back, with full time pay for the days I missed to be added to my upcoming paycheck. Boss is no longer with the company and his replacement has reviewed with everyone what to do if RFP, or anyone like him, dares to stick their nose through the front door of the shop.
I almost hope RFP comes back, because I want to see the lady who replaced Boss eat RFP alive. She has this dominatrix voice that she can turn on with the bat of an eye and I so VERY much want to see Religious Freak Pervert get Scary Dominatrix Lady instead of meek, intimidated, coworker lady.