When I just thought it couldn’t get any worse, sure and soon enough, we were about to find out one of the most dumbest heist I’ve ever seen in my life. This event revoked work credentials of many managers, senior or junior, in my mind. They were no longer qualified to be my supervisor or manager regardless of the chain of command and years of service.
I was working as usual doing my rounds one morning. While doing my work, I saw the space cadet working on something in another area. Then the next shift with the space cadet, it was the same thing again. After she left the area of what she was working on, I walked over to that area to understand why she was working on something in that area. I couldn’t figure it out and I went back to my work as usual. And it happened again during my next shift with the space cadet. She was working on something again in that same area. Now I was extremely curious. I really had to find out why she was working again. I made it a mission to find out the answer to this riddle of the century. I wanted to find out if I was witnessing a miracle.
The reason why I had to find out was simple. When I was working with her in our shifts together, she hardly did anything. She barely did less than bare minimum. I was the one who did pretty much everything. Therefore, it was astonishing to watch the space cadet working on something 3 shifts in a row with focus, commitment and sheer will like John Wick. Since I had other things I had to do for the department, I was going to ask somebody else to find out what the space cadet was doing. It was like a Indiana Jones & The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull moment with that Soviet comrade lady keep saying, “I want to know.”
I wasn’t going to ask Wesley, Fat Princess and some other managers since I already knew it was going to be a waste of my time. So I talked to the manager who was directly in charge of all items in the building. There was no immediate response to my inquiry. I wasn’t going to stop there, so I decided to talk to Boston George.
BG was a manager from Boston who was smart enough to listen to me. He was different from all other managers. You could tell this guy has been around the block. This was why I asked him to look into what the space cadet was doing. At first, he was reluctant to my request and inquiry. He said,
“She probably just decided to work hard.”
Work hard? I didn’t think so. I still needed to find out what she was doing. It was eating me inside. A few days went by and the red alert was announced to my surprise and my head almost exploded. Finally, the riddle of the century was solved. We discovered that the space cadet was stealing from the company for weeks in the amount of around 15K. After carefully examining the security video footages, the space cadet was using her ass kissing skill and taking advantage of door checker’s innocent good heart and trust to fool the whole management.
Nobody had any idea that she was stealing right in front of their eyes like it was nothing. I didn’t even know she was stealing. I didn’t even understand why she would steal from the company when she had lifetime paychecks of doing nothing much. I just only wanted to find out why she was working. I wasn’t expecting her to steal around 15K worth of company assets. She was on track to steal about another $30K if nobody intervened until the annual audit. This also meant that my department supervisor and manager, Fat Princess, floor manager, Wesley and the guy who had my previous job didn’t do one of the most basic and important jobs for weeks. Not one of them. Imagine that.
I personally suspected that someone in the management had to feed her some kind of information. During this ongoing investigation of stolen goods, many employees thought I was the one who did it when I was the one who asked and forced Boston George to look into this situation.
Eventually, the space cadet was fired and arrested after her heist was revealed. The day after her arrest, on my way to work, my car didn’t roll smoothly. So I parked my car in a parking lot and checked my wheels. I saw a big slash on one of my tires. This was done deliberately by someone with a knife. While I didn’t see it happening with my own two eyes, I figured it had to be the space cadet or one of her low life goons. This was also an issue because now I had to figure out how she found out where I lived.
Once my car was vandalized, I had to transfer from that location and also relocate where I lived until my next transfer. Then, I started to be more talkative with my coworkers to find out more information about the space cadet. I needed to find out who she hung out with and where she lived, so I knew where to go and what to do just in case this happened again in near future. I didn’t want to end up beating the shit out of the space cadet, so I was really hoping my transfer to come through. After my brief personal digging, I found out that the space cadet was a somewhat of well known drug addict. Some of my coworkers already knew about her, but never said anything. In many shifts, she was actually high on drugs travelling around the galaxy. It all made sense after finding out that she was a heavy drug addict.
After thwarting the space cadet’s scheme, Wesley approached and thanked me for stopping the space cadet. I thought to myself,
‘Oh, didn’t you say you were doing me a favor by not firing me?’
“So how does it make sense that my supervisor let this happen?” I asked.
“She needed training. Didn’t you have to get trained when you got a new job?” Wesley replied.
Training? I didn’t think so. Wesley was a senior manager who has been with the company for more than 15 years. My supervisor was also a supervisor who came from another company with similar business. If they needed training on something that was so basic, then there was something really wrong with them since audits are not rocket science and the headquarters made it mandatory just in case numb nuts forget about audits. The GM also thanked me for my help in catching the theft. Then, I put in more transfer requests to get out of that place.
