Unfiltered Story #67322

Unfiltered | October 12, 2016

(I work at rapidly-expanding but small sporting goods store from all over the Western United States. This particular store is in a poor, drug-using neighborhood. While it is not necessarily dangerous, we do try hard to not be stolen from as the day turns to night. I was closing with just two other people, my manager and a cashier, both of whom had been with the company for a number of years. This happened about an hour before we left for the night.)

Customer: Hi, can get at those shoes in my size to try on?( he looks at some on-sale Adidas running shoes).

Me: Sure! ( I go to get the shoes. At this time of the night I’m also supposed to be tidying up the store in preparation for closing, so I let him try them on and walk away, letting him know I can help if he needs me. A few minutes later, my manager calls me over to a spot where the customer cannot see us, and tells me he thinks he’s gonna steal them, and at that very instant, I see the customer walking out with the shoes on his feet as the cashier is cleaning away from the register. The moral of the story is that my manager should not have taken me away from the customer just as he noticed he was walking towards the front).