WTF dept supervisor (not mine). Can something not wait til the next morning for me to come back? Why would you go into the stash of gift cards and sent them out without telling me so I dont freak out since its my asss on the line if money goes missing? The two fuckings hours I was waiting for you to come in so I could see if it was you, I was suspecting the poor repair techs that installed the lock on my drawer that was put in specifically to stop shiit like this happening by your employees, and then you go and do it. You should be extremely grateful that I dont go biitch to your boss about it, although since I reported it to mine, she may do it for me anyway.
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