All the stupid people are breeding . . .
Jan. 3rd, 2005 04:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seethingheathenDi'Anna is lucky I'm not a thief. Quite lucky. £250 lucky.
On weekends, we keep a £300 till, as opposed to weekdays when it is only £200. Saturday, I counted it and there was £400. Sunday, there was £400. That's £200 I could have had in my pockets and she's the one who'd have looked like a criminal. Then, Sunday, Ray found a £50 note under the till. I checked her figues on her daily sheet, and she was £63.48 short. With the £50, she was only £13.48 short, but that's a lot of dosh to be missing. All in all, I could have nicked off with £250 and made her out to be a crook.
Also, we cannot cancel transactions on our tills. When we fuck up, we have to keep the receipt and fill out a little form with the item and the cost. It's just copying information from the receipt to the form; it's not fucking rocket surgery. Miss Di had a form, but instead of copying the numbers over from the reciept, she just made up some random bullshit amounts. If she hadn't attached the receipt, I'd never have gotten her paperwork sorted.
Also in addition: Hi, Veevs. I see you've just logged in to YIM. I'm invizzibo and I'm signing off because it is time to eat.
On weekends, we keep a £300 till, as opposed to weekdays when it is only £200. Saturday, I counted it and there was £400. Sunday, there was £400. That's £200 I could have had in my pockets and she's the one who'd have looked like a criminal. Then, Sunday, Ray found a £50 note under the till. I checked her figues on her daily sheet, and she was £63.48 short. With the £50, she was only £13.48 short, but that's a lot of dosh to be missing. All in all, I could have nicked off with £250 and made her out to be a crook.
Also, we cannot cancel transactions on our tills. When we fuck up, we have to keep the receipt and fill out a little form with the item and the cost. It's just copying information from the receipt to the form; it's not fucking rocket surgery. Miss Di had a form, but instead of copying the numbers over from the reciept, she just made up some random bullshit amounts. If she hadn't attached the receipt, I'd never have gotten her paperwork sorted.
Also in addition: Hi, Veevs. I see you've just logged in to YIM. I'm invizzibo and I'm signing off because it is time to eat.
