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Ok, so I am working the closing shift to 1 am. I am not from a large city and where I used to work was in a good area. My friends only recently started drinking and I am still under 21 so they won't drink around me because of their high or because they are weird. I am overall a good kid that fears having someone like underage drinking on her record anyway.
Well, these guys come in and they set off the alarm. It is past midnight and they are taking me way too serious when I told them that one of them can't shop. Then I tell them it's ok and they still don't get it. I was sort of "wtf?" but I let it go. Then the cop pulls them aside and tells them that we aren't selling them alcohol. Apparently they are wasted but I didn't pick up on it. After I realized that they were, I saw they were wobbling and having trouble standing up.
In the meantime, this guy comes over and asks if he can borrow 20 cents for birthday candles. The cop starts talking to him and asks him if he has a backpack on because his coat is very wrinkled. The guy says no and the cop pats his back only to discover that he does have stuff stuffed under his coat. About 30 dollars worth of socks. Weird.
So the cop handcuffs the guy and takes him away. Another cop comes and I direct him to the office. I'm on the floor alone and these two guys come over. They are having difficulty with the u-scan. A med student comes over and tells me that he is pretty sure those kids aren't just drunk, they're high. Most likely because they are incredibly paranoid and having trouble with the u-scan. Like we have had drunk people come in and buy stuff with less trouble than these two.
I keep on telling them that they have to scan their stuff before putting it on the scale. They are buying a lot of snacks and a huge bag of cat food. I have to have one of them come up to the station to sign the receipt and they start freaking out. Then after one of them signs the receipt and go to leave, they start freaking out about the alarm going off. I tell them to go through the door about eight times.
Then I am talking to some girl about them and then I realize that they probably drove with the amount of stuff they bought. (A lot of people walk to this Kroger because it's near the university and a housing district.) I run to the window, but I don't see them. Shit.
So the cop tells me that the guy who was stealing is a regular thief and about how his eyes are yellow from crack usage.
Well, these guys come in and they set off the alarm. It is past midnight and they are taking me way too serious when I told them that one of them can't shop. Then I tell them it's ok and they still don't get it. I was sort of "wtf?" but I let it go. Then the cop pulls them aside and tells them that we aren't selling them alcohol. Apparently they are wasted but I didn't pick up on it. After I realized that they were, I saw they were wobbling and having trouble standing up.
In the meantime, this guy comes over and asks if he can borrow 20 cents for birthday candles. The cop starts talking to him and asks him if he has a backpack on because his coat is very wrinkled. The guy says no and the cop pats his back only to discover that he does have stuff stuffed under his coat. About 30 dollars worth of socks. Weird.
So the cop handcuffs the guy and takes him away. Another cop comes and I direct him to the office. I'm on the floor alone and these two guys come over. They are having difficulty with the u-scan. A med student comes over and tells me that he is pretty sure those kids aren't just drunk, they're high. Most likely because they are incredibly paranoid and having trouble with the u-scan. Like we have had drunk people come in and buy stuff with less trouble than these two.
I keep on telling them that they have to scan their stuff before putting it on the scale. They are buying a lot of snacks and a huge bag of cat food. I have to have one of them come up to the station to sign the receipt and they start freaking out. Then after one of them signs the receipt and go to leave, they start freaking out about the alarm going off. I tell them to go through the door about eight times.
Then I am talking to some girl about them and then I realize that they probably drove with the amount of stuff they bought. (A lot of people walk to this Kroger because it's near the university and a housing district.) I run to the window, but I don't see them. Shit.
So the cop tells me that the guy who was stealing is a regular thief and about how his eyes are yellow from crack usage.
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