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This one happened to me a LOOOOONNNNNGGGG time ago. Working as a bag boy for a grocery chain, the store I was working had no security cameras inside yet. People knew this, and we were constantly getting smacked for lawsuits by people who "slipped" on "spilled" food. Store policy was to settle out of court, about 10 to 15 thousand a pop. While we didn't have cameras, there was a catwalk at the front of the store that had two way glass, allowing people to watch (usually us workers)
So, one saturday, I'm sweeping the aisles. I see a woman through the slots in the shelves, one aisle over, and stop for some reason. Shes holding a mayo jar, looking at it, and theres just something... strange, about the way she's looking at it. A moment later, she smashes it on the ground. she picks a gob up, smears it down her dress, puts her heel in it, makes a long skid mark, then lays down, and screams in pain. People come running, including my front end manager, who has a look on his face, of, no, not again! I slowly saunter around and over, pushing my way through the crowd, as the woman acts hysterical and hurt. I lean over, right in her face. Alex... my manager starts.
Ma'am, I saw what you just did. and (pointing at the two way glass above) the brand new cameras we just installed yesterday did too. (no, there were still no cameras)
She stared at me, stood up in a huff, and, dripping mayo, stamped out of the store. My manager looked at me, and said, Alex... thank you. Don't you EVER do that again.
So, one saturday, I'm sweeping the aisles. I see a woman through the slots in the shelves, one aisle over, and stop for some reason. Shes holding a mayo jar, looking at it, and theres just something... strange, about the way she's looking at it. A moment later, she smashes it on the ground. she picks a gob up, smears it down her dress, puts her heel in it, makes a long skid mark, then lays down, and screams in pain. People come running, including my front end manager, who has a look on his face, of, no, not again! I slowly saunter around and over, pushing my way through the crowd, as the woman acts hysterical and hurt. I lean over, right in her face. Alex... my manager starts.
Ma'am, I saw what you just did. and (pointing at the two way glass above) the brand new cameras we just installed yesterday did too. (no, there were still no cameras)
She stared at me, stood up in a huff, and, dripping mayo, stamped out of the store. My manager looked at me, and said, Alex... thank you. Don't you EVER do that again.
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