Dick's Sobriety.
I used to work for 1 of the 2 big supermarket chains in Australia. Over 5 odd years I worked as a casual and full-time & did pretty much everything from storeman on the back dock (that's what you get for showing you can come in early) to grocery asst., fruit & veg, night-fill, deli counter and checkout-chick. It was in a fairly affluent suburb.
The checkout manager Eee-lane was a nasty old harridan who hated me from the outset - if I'd cared enough I may have bothered to find out why. Didn't really matter tho because I worked elsewhere in the store most of the time. I did however get 2 written warnings from/due to her.

The first was because I had the temerity to ask a customer if they really needed a plastic bag for that 1 carton of milk (with handle) - they complained, I got a written warning. Just to be clear (& I did make this point at the time) at no point did I deny them a bag for their 1 item, I simply asked if they really felt it necessary to have one.

The second was even better. I was on the back dock on Christmas Eve. It was a fucking madhouse. Due to the old bitch not being able to do her job she'd fucked up the rosters and ended up calling me up to the front-end to go on checkout.
Sometime during the afternoon someone managed get into my till and lift $400. I didn't nick it, I didn't drop it and I wasn't short-changed - I know these things. This was before widespread CCTV and there was no "guard" over the till draw - as I said we were flat chat and if I'd inadvertently left the draw slightly open the higher denominations were at the end of the draw where the next till lane was.
End of shift my float was down and I got called into the office with cunt-face and the store-manager. She started in straight away - accused me of stealing and threatening me with the sack. I explained that in all the time I'd been there my till had never been out, we were really busy (above & beyond normal trade) etc.
I also stated that if they were going to accuse me of stealing I wanted the police involved as I knew there was no proof and more importantly I knew I was innocent so I had no fear of them being called.
I eventually got a very carefully worded warning for the fact that my till was down $400. Left happily of my own volition a couple of months later due to uni and having got a better paid job.

Kinda wish I had nicked it tho - I would have bought a shit-load of piss and toasted that weasly faced witch many times until it had all run out.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Wed 16 May 2012, 1:22, Reply)