Absolution Unlocked
This takes place around 1980 or thereabouts.
In my last two years of university, I was also a part-time staff member at one of the campus cafeteria locations. By the time of this story, I had worked my way up to become one of the “Assistant Managers” at this particular location. It was a pizza- and sub-themed cafeteria that normally did not open until around 4:00 pm, so the two full-time day staff were primarily there to do prep work for opening. One, [Coworker], was a gruff little Italian lady who could be nice, but if you did something wrong, you had to watch out as she could be rather testy with you from that point on.
When I worked a closing shift, which normally wrapped up around 2:00 am, I was responsible for locking up, including the door from the loading dock. It could only be locked and unlocked from the outside, so when I left, I had to exit to the dock and then lock the door. The normal procedure was to return the key sometime in the morning after the day staff were in.
The morning after one such shift, I was just starting to wake up when my phone rang.
Me: “Hello?”
Coworker: “Hello, [My Name]. I was just calling to let you know… you forgot to lock the door last night. It was unlocked when I came in at 7:45.”
Me: “Unlocked? No… I’m pretty sure I locked it up as usual.”
Coworker: “Well, I was the first one in, and it was definitely unlocked. I know you think you did, but it wasn’t—”
Me: *Interrupting* “No, I am sure I did….”
Coworker: *Interrupting, and in that condescending tone we all know* “I’m sure you think you did, but it was not locked. That’s okay; we don’t need to tell anyone. We keep this between you and me, okay?”
Based on other student staff experiences with this particular lady, I recognized that as the “I’m going to hold that over your head and watch you like a hawk, and you’d better not screw up again or else” message.
I ended the phone call because I had to get up and get ready to head out for my first class of the day. I planned to go past the cafeteria to drop the key off after that and argue my case with her then.
A couple of hours later, I arrived in the kitchen and stepped into the office to return the key. When I came back out, [Coworker] was there waiting for me.
Me: “Morning, [Coworker]. I had my doubts when you called me early this morning, but I can assure you that I did lock up properly last night…”
Coworker: *Rather quietly* “Yes, you did. I know.”
Me: “Wait, what? If you knew, why did you call me—”
Coworker: “After I called you, I had to call [Other Kitchen] to find out where our baked goods were. They hadn’t been delivered yet. Just as I was doing that, [Driver] came in with them, apologizing. He came by just before I came in, unlocked the door, and then went into the truck to get the baking and realized he’d forgotten ours. He finished his rounds, went back to get it, and came by later than usual. After I talked to him, he realized he’d forgotten to lock the door before getting back in the truck.”
Me: “I see.”
Coworker: “So, it wasn’t you after all.”
With that, she turned and went back to work. There was no apology or recognition of her unfounded accusation. The best I can say is she was always pleasant to me on the occasions our paths crossed after that.