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  • Thieves! I'm surrounded by thieves!

    It's been an interesting week. And not just because I was sick as a dead dog AND working my ass off, basically at three jobs (bartending at The Bar, waiting tables at the Waterfront Bar, and filling in doing magic at the magic bar while Frank's out of town).

    It's a Small Town After All...

    So Wednesday I'm finishing up a 12 hour shift at The Bar, and I was still sick, so I was somewhat miserable. This brunette was in with these two guys, and made a point of saying hello to me, apparently recognizing me, though I had no idea who she was. She (re-)introduced herself to me as "T.T." and then told me what that stood for, and where she worked, and how long she had been in Key West, etc., etc. I feigned interest, as frankly all I wanted to do was get finished, sit down, and have myself some dinner. And since my coworker was taking care of this trio, I did just that.

    A little while later, as I am working on my dinner, a pale redhead was talking to my coworker, and then they both turned to me (I had not really been listening to what they had been talking about) and my coworker asked me, "What is that girl's name?" (Meaning, of course, the brunette.) The redhead (who also apparently knew me--I get that a lot) asked, "Is it T.T." Since said brunette had just recently told me that, I was like "Yeah, that's it." Redhead: "For Thieva Thievella?" Me: "Yeah, yeah, that's it." (Yes, kids, I have obviously changed the names. Duh.) Me: "Why?" Redhead: "She stole my purse."

    Say WHAT? Basically, what happened was this....five days prior, Redhead had forgotten her purse at Another Bar, and the hostess had mistakenly given said purse to T.T. Yeah, I know, that isn't theft. But since T.T. then went about using Redhead's cell phone, tried to use several of her credit cards, and continued to tell Redhead when Redhead called her on Redhead's cell phone that she would bring Redhead the purse, but never did....yeah, that is theft.

    So Key West is a small town. And not only did Redhead recognize T.T. and have her identity confirmed by yours truly (only because T.T. had seen the need to introduce herself to me, to be honest), but another person at The Bar happened to be friends with the hostess from Another Bar, who I also knew, AND who was on her way to meet said friend at The Bar.

    So the police were called, though T.T. had no idea of this. Hostess arrived. Police stayed outside, and quietly talked to both Redhead and Hostess, gathering the necessary information. (Redhead had previously filed a police report about all of this.) Finally, after what seemed like forever (it's not like tv....cops take FOREVER), a cop came in, walked up to T.T. and her boys, and after confirming her identity, asked to speak to her outside. Another eternity as one cop talked to T.T. outside, another one talked to the boys and they started to fill out statements (they had just met her recently and confirmed some things that put T.T. in possession of Redhead's purse), yet another one talked to Redhead and Hostess and THEY filled out statements, etc., etc. Finally, T.T. was led away in cuffs, crying, and Redhead eventually got her purse back. Last check of the sheriff's website showed me that T.T. is still in jail, five days later. Tsk, tsk, tsk.

    You would think that someone who has been in this town so long (longer than me) would realize how small this town is and wouldn't do something so stupid as keeping another person's purse, especially after said person contacted them and requested the return of the purse. Last thing Redhead said to T.T. before turning off her cell was something along the lines of, "Listen, bitch, you had better bring my shit to me, because if you don't, eventually I am going to run into you, and you will be going down." T.T. didn't listen. And so Karma proved Redhead correct.

    Stealing Magic

    I have been hanging out at the magic bar for the entire nine years I have been in Key West. I have been filling in for Frank at said magic bar when he goes out of town for almost that long. And in all that time, I have never seen anything like this.

    Friday night, I was sitting behind the magic bar talking to a regular, a very cool older guy. We were just chatting. I had a bunch of decks of cards behind me on a rail, in full view, but still obviously behind the magic bar. Now, the magic bar has a pass-through to allow the magician to get in and out, and I had this open. This is all very relevant.

    So, a group of people entered the Waterfront Bar (where the magic bar is located) by the entrance nearest the magic bar. A brunette in her early twenties was part of the group. As the group was walking by the magic bar into the main part of the bar, the brunette broke off, walked up to the pass-through, reached by me, and grabbed something behind me. At first I thought maybe she had grabbed an ashtray that I hadn't realized was there, but as she started to walk away, I saw in her hand a deck of cards.

    JESTER: "EXCUSE ME! MA'AM! DARLIN'!"
    GIRL: "Yes?"
    JESTER: "Why are you taking my cards?!?"
    GIRL: "Oh, these are yours? I'm sorry."

    And she put them back and quickly walked away. The guy I was talking to said her group walked right out of the bar, even though they had just entered.

    But I was stunned. She had simply walked up and grabbed something that clearly wasn't hers. It's not like there was a game table laying out with games and cards and stuff on it. There wasn't. The cards were clearly there for something, even if they were not mine, and she had to lean by me to get them, which she did without saying a word. What in the world made her feel she had the right to just grab something that was not hers? What in the world was she thinking? Perhaps I shouldn't have been so shocked and stunned, considering how often I see so many people acting so stupidly and so selfishly, but yet I was. Still am, really. What the flying hell?


    So, one week, two thieves. They say things come in threes. I wonder if this means I am going to see one more thieving incident, or if I am going to have some kind of run-in with The Worst Girlfriend I've Ever Had. Hopefully, though, my run-ins with sticky-fingered women will take a respite for a while.

    "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
    Still A Customer."


  • #2
    Keeping someone elses purse is horrible. I mean, come on! If my stuff gets lost I know exactly what a pain it is to get it all back.

    I'm thinking... hey, if I return this, then karma will surely bring my stuff back, if I lose it! (not that I've ever lost it but you know how it is)
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    • #3
      Yes, and it's not like she was just being difficult about getting it back to the purse's owner. She was using her cell phone (until Redhead shut it off) AND attempting to use Redhead's credit cards repeatedly.

      Hardly a misunderstanding on that one, eh?

      "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
      Still A Customer."

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      • #4
        Anyone ever watch Reno 911 and see the girl they called "TT" on there?

        This whole first story of the post Im thinking of a lady with curlers, house slippers and braless boobs down to her belly button... Did she look like that Jester?

        But really....how F*$&ing dumb can you get? Especially when the persons KNOWS who has their purse/phone/credit cards?

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        • #5
          Quoth Amina516 View Post
          Did she look like that Jester?
          No, not at all. Relatively decent looking 30something brunette with a decent body in basic black. Could be a fun friend, could be a whore, could go either way. Definitely outgoing and effervescent.

          Frankly, she seemed okay. But then, it wasn't all that surprising when it all came out, either. But maybe that is because of recent events in my life where I came to the realization that quite often, people are not what they seem. Who knows?

          But back to the original point, no, she looked rather normal.

          "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
          Still A Customer."

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          • #6
            Anyone try stealing your heart?

            Quoth Jester View Post
            have some kind of run-in with The Worst Girlfriend I've Ever Had.
            I wonder.
            Unseen but seeing
            oh dear, now they're masquerading as sane-KiaKat
            There isn't enough interpretive dance in the workplace these days-Irv
            3rd shift needs love, too
            RIP, mo bhrionglóid

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