10:31
Drama Drama and More Drama
So My Buddy Up Front, has recently been subjected to interesting exclusion by Boss. Since Boss came back, he has reduced the people that are allowed to use the cash register. Nobody knew why until he was confronted about it last night. My Buddy Up Front was one of the people not allowed to touch it. Very peculiar as he has been a great employee and co worker.

Last night at about 16:30, My Buddy Up Front decides to have a "talk" with Boss. When you have a "talk" with Boss it's always going to be in a random spot in the warehouse, or outside depending on the severity of it. So they disappear upstairs. Boss returns shortly after, then My Buddy Up Front comes down about an hour later. He looks hurt.

I text My Buddy Up Front shortly after he leaves to see how the talk went. What I got in return was this text "I am still numb from it. I don't have the words. Apparently, I've stolen "thousands of dollars," and Mike knows in his gut it's me because I have a "drug addiction or alcohol problem." I'm fucked up about this."

This is shocking, My Buddy Up Front doesn't do drugs, he won't even smoke pot. He does go out to the bars on occasion, but it's not as frequently as anyone else that works here. I have only two explanations for these wild accusations.

My first is that someone planted a seed in Boss's head. I think Girl Up Front, who has recently started disliking My Buddy Up Front, may have said something that would have lead to that state of mind from Boss.

My second is that someone is messing up transactions up front. Someone has probably been running credit cards after marking them as cash on the register.

Nobody has been stealing though. I don't work with anyone that would risk that. Even if you were to try and steal from the drawer, someone would be around to notice that.

Now my boss is trying to get cameras, in particular ones that record audio. Not looking forward to having zero privacy here.

17:50

I'm Getting Real Sick of Jazz

I'm still confused on why I'm forced to listen to jazz for 8 hours a day. It's killed my working motivation. But I think he thinks it's helping. I just don't get it and it's giving me a headache.

Don't get me wrong though, I do enjoy Jazz. Just not at work. I prefer upbeat music to keep me going and semi energized.