Monday, February 27, 2006
Why they always gotta mess with me?
Last Tuesday while I (Heidi) was hard at work training someone in on the espresso bar, some guy snuck into the back room and stole my credit card and some cash from my purse. He went into my locker, into my purse and into my wallet and then put it all back as it was, minus the goodies. Then he snuck back out and tried to steal our tip jar, which we caught. But after that he spent a good minute trying to explain to me that he had done nothing wrong. Ugh. Why do these crazies always seem to show up in my life? Fortunately Starbucks reimbursed me for my loss and I cancelled my credit card. Crazy. Just another Tuesday.