Hellspawn N.A.T. Nightmare: I Got Called Racist for Calling a Manager on a Shoplifter
From LilythKitten:
I recently (within the last few months) got trained for another new position at work, this time as basically a supervisor for the front end. I run around all day doing price checks, fixing problems with coupons, and make sure everything at all the registers is running smoothly.
I was working the "closing" shift. My store is open 24 hours but the last front end coordinator as my company likes to call us, leaves at 11 pm. It was around 9:00 and I was down to just one cashier, the girl who covers nights. I was stocking the candy at the registers when I heard a group of kids come running into my store, yelling and laughing and just being rambunctious kids.
The oldest one of them appear to be about 10 years old and there didn't appear to be a parent with them. This immediately caught my attention because seeing a group of kids by themselves in my store is weird enough, but seeing a group of kids alone after dark is pretty much unheard of.
They were hovering near our small trio of fireworks displays that we had set up for the 4th of July. It's mostly just sparklers and small fountains, but obviously we can't sell anything in the fireworks family to children. I kept and eye on them as they ran back and forth between the displays and told my night cashier to keep an eye on them too.
After a few minutes they began walking up the aisle we keep potato chips in, now carrying several items from the displays in their hands. My night cashier's register sits at the end of this aisle so she had a clear view of them walking down towards the chips. She saw the kids stop about halfway down the aisle and start stuffing the fireworks they had in backpacks and immediately she called a manager.
Unfortunately, as soon as the kids heard her page the manager on our PA system, they ran for the door. I tried to stop them before they made it outside but well I'm not in the habit of tackling children and I have joint problems due to being sick as a kid so ultimately they managed to escape with their explosive bounty.
As I was walking back to the front the customer who my cashier had been ringing up when this whole situation went down stopped me. Oh boy here we go. I'll be me and customer will be C.
--LilythKitten
It's for kids like these that the term junkyard dog came into being. Yes I know someone that always had a junkyard dog patrolling the autos behind the garage business. He could get your part or auto. Thieves no go.
Posted by: Jofur | Wednesday, July 04, 2018 at 12:11 PM
Where I live it's not at all unusual for kids of that age and younger to be out running around even later than 10 pm, black, white, or any ethnicity. People around here treat 2 am the same as 2 pm.
Posted by: Hodge Elmwood | Wednesday, July 04, 2018 at 05:19 PM