A few years ago I worked at a department store. One day I saw a sign in the break room that basically said, “If you can give us any information about crooked employees or shoplifters and your information leads to an apprehension then you will be compensated.” I wasn’t sure what to think so I walked into my manager’s office and asked the Manager “What does the sign in the break room mean?”
Search This Blog
Showing posts with label Snitches. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Snitches. Show all posts
Friday, November 18, 2011
I Aint No Snitch Part 2
Labels:
1000waystoblog,
Ballpark,
BallPark Frank,
Chicago,
Comedy,
Dale,
Dale Fanella,
Department Store Adventures,
Snitches,
Stories
Chicago, IL
Chicago, IL, USA
Thursday, November 17, 2011
I Aint No Snitch Part 1
One time my friends from the sandwich shop I worked at invited me to have drinks at the managers apartment.
My coworker named Link got really drunk, started barfing and passed out on the bathroom floor.
The rest of us were laughing, making fun of him and throwing shit all over the apartment.
Earlier in the day Link had snitched on Nick the delivery guy for buying cigarettes and energy drinks while he was on the clock.
Labels:
1000waystoblog,
Ballpark,
BallPark Frank,
Chicago,
Comedy,
Dale,
Dale Fanella,
Sandwich Shop Adventures,
Snitches,
Stories
Chicago, IL
Chicago, IL, USA
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)

