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You Bitch (epic)
My mom and I work at the same restaurant. She's one of the managers and I am but a lowly cook...who makes as much as the managers do. Heh. My boss has just called to tell me quite a tale. Why do I miss the exciting stuff?
Anyway, a little background:
One of my coworkers has been diagnosed for ovarian cancer. She's going to be out of work for months (potentially even a year, as my mother was when she had it about ten years ago). Well, everyone who works at the store (well, almost everyone) has pitched in some money, and we've raised enough money for her to make a payment on her car (which she just bought as a gift for herself for just graduating high school). The owner of the store also made a collection jar that customers can put money into. So far, we've raised over $400 in just the first week and we empty the jar every night.
Well, as you've probably guessed, the collection jar sits on the front counter between the two cash registers. My mom said that every customer who has came in has donated some money (spare change at the very least, and two $100's)
My mom tells me that a woman came in, commented on the jar, made an order, then sat down.
My mom called the order out, took care of a few things with other customers, then turned around to see the collection jar GONE, and the woman she had just finished ringing up outside, collection jar in hand, RUNNING TO HER CAR! That's right, boys and girls, she was stealing about $200 from a 17-year old girl with cancer.
My mom took off running after her, screaming.
Mom: "HEY! What the FUCK do you think you are doing, you stupid backwards CUNT?!" (this is not a typical sentence for my mother to say by the way)
The woman drops the jar, and tries to get her keys in the ignition.
My mother, despite looking thin, frail, and that a strong wind would knock her down, is actually quite strong and pretty damn fast (she's got quite a few track trophies from high school). She gets to the car before the woman can even get the keys in the ignition, pulls the woman out of the car (who is screaming "please, please, don't call the police! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!!!) and drags her back into the restaurant.
Mom to CW: "Lock the doors. NOW. Then call the police."
CW locks the doors and calls the police, then runs outside through the back to pick up the money before the wind blows it away.
Woman: "Please, please don't call the cops! I'm sorry! Here, I'll give you guys all the money in my purse to give to that girl! Just please don't call the cops!"
Mom: "Now you listen here, bitch. I have three kids, and if the money you had tried to take had been for them I would skin you alive. You are going to sit here 'till the cops get here, and you had better HOPE they can't arrest you over something like this."
Anyway, the cops did get there and did arrest her. I'm just disgusted with people. This isn't the first time this has happened at our store either but I'll save that story for another time.
Anyway, a little background:
One of my coworkers has been diagnosed for ovarian cancer. She's going to be out of work for months (potentially even a year, as my mother was when she had it about ten years ago). Well, everyone who works at the store (well, almost everyone) has pitched in some money, and we've raised enough money for her to make a payment on her car (which she just bought as a gift for herself for just graduating high school). The owner of the store also made a collection jar that customers can put money into. So far, we've raised over $400 in just the first week and we empty the jar every night.
Well, as you've probably guessed, the collection jar sits on the front counter between the two cash registers. My mom said that every customer who has came in has donated some money (spare change at the very least, and two $100's)
My mom tells me that a woman came in, commented on the jar, made an order, then sat down.
My mom called the order out, took care of a few things with other customers, then turned around to see the collection jar GONE, and the woman she had just finished ringing up outside, collection jar in hand, RUNNING TO HER CAR! That's right, boys and girls, she was stealing about $200 from a 17-year old girl with cancer.
My mom took off running after her, screaming.
Mom: "HEY! What the FUCK do you think you are doing, you stupid backwards CUNT?!" (this is not a typical sentence for my mother to say by the way)
The woman drops the jar, and tries to get her keys in the ignition.
My mother, despite looking thin, frail, and that a strong wind would knock her down, is actually quite strong and pretty damn fast (she's got quite a few track trophies from high school). She gets to the car before the woman can even get the keys in the ignition, pulls the woman out of the car (who is screaming "please, please, don't call the police! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!!!) and drags her back into the restaurant.
Mom to CW: "Lock the doors. NOW. Then call the police."
CW locks the doors and calls the police, then runs outside through the back to pick up the money before the wind blows it away.
Woman: "Please, please don't call the cops! I'm sorry! Here, I'll give you guys all the money in my purse to give to that girl! Just please don't call the cops!"
Mom: "Now you listen here, bitch. I have three kids, and if the money you had tried to take had been for them I would skin you alive. You are going to sit here 'till the cops get here, and you had better HOPE they can't arrest you over something like this."
Anyway, the cops did get there and did arrest her. I'm just disgusted with people. This isn't the first time this has happened at our store either but I'll save that story for another time.
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