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Capitulating to Thieves
Anonymous Needs to Know The Logic Behind the Pro-Looting Policy in Retail
© 2020 James LaFond
FEB/25/20
Anonymous commented on ‘Sissy Boy Managers’ Feb-24-2020 4:47 PM UTC
James, what is up with stores capitulating to thieves at every chance. I spoke with someone at either Duane Reade or Walgreens and asked why all the shelves are emptied and disheveled. The cashier told me that people come in and scrape whole shelves into their bags in front of the cashiers who are told to do nothing. It is like a real life version of that Supermarket Sweep Gameshow. Is it just better to write off the stolen material rather than risk some sort of lawsuit for detaining a criminal?

It has been policy even in independent supermarkets since about 2000 in the Baltimore Area, to not only discourage employees from trying to stop theft but to fire any employees who tries to.
The only employees that can touch a shoplifter are loss prevention staff and the manager, both expensive units in the force pool.
Security from most agencies are also prohibited from touching a thief.
This all comes down to liability.
We might recall that when six members of the 8th largest police force in the nation tackled Freddie Grey [probably because he was selling drugs without paying them protection money] that the city not only burned, but the city that employs that police department paid out 6 million in damages. And, if not for the fact that the bitch pig that supervised Grey's arrest was a woman of color, we would have had officers thrown in prison, generating expensive appeals. Indeed, I will not be surprised if some of the pigs who were tried do not sue Baltimore City.
Retail food is already backing away from site retail and going to delivery as location after location closes to looting levels of theft. What follows is the reason why insurers have pushed retailers to permit looting and write off losses on tax statements and layoff employees and close locations. This has happened numerous times in the 1980s and 1990s in stores where I worked, and that was back in the day before Reparations Recovery Agents were recognized as duly licensed anarcho-tyranny officers...
The security guard is trying to hold onto a crack head shoplifter who breaks loose.
The crack head rolls over an old lady shopping in the aisle, causing lawsuit #1.
The lazy cuոt operating register #8 reaches out to touch the speeding crack head, tapping his shoulder, and then she starts to moan and groan about her preexisting shoulder injury that she is going to sue the company for, because she will claim she was helping restrain the shoplifter. Lawsuit #2.
Then Alvin, our retarded parcel pickup guy, helps the old lady up off the floor and can't help himself from copping a feel and palms one of those big ole titties and we have lawsuit #3, and if the old lady's big red-headed Polack son strokes out while he's screaming at me in front of the time clock about Alvin feeling up his mother, then we end up getting sued by his orphan brats...
Sorry bro, having a PTSD flashback here...
Calming down.
Okay, dodged that lawsuit, Big Red doesn't stroke out on me. But, to mollify his dumb ass, I fire Alvin after I see the video of him also grabbing the old bag's kitty patch and, Alvin's sister, a member of something called Acorn, then threatens to bring a suit against me and the store for firing an ebony man for supposedly molesting an ivory woman when he clearly didn' du nuffn!
Now, that could be another lawsuit if this pale devil hadn't been there to throw himself into the breach and ask Alvin's sister out on a date and talk Mike down at Harvest Fare into hiring Alvin so that his sister and I can have some privacy when the old devil stops by to rock her world on Wednesday afternoons...
You see how complicated theft can get?
And we didn't even hurt or detain the crack head. Imagine if Alvin's big dumb ass had gotten a hold of him and broke an arm or an ankle off that chemically animate skeleton?
Gee Wiz
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J     Feb 28, 2020

I nearly got enriched for the first time in nearly 14 years (I live in what I had previously considered a good area).

I was on my way to the breakroom to eat my lunch, and I surprised a reparations agent attempting to break into a register with a crowbar. As I was raising my phone to call 911 he came out from behind the counter with the crowbar and menaced me with it. He got to within a few feet of me, as I was backing up from him.

I hung up the phone, showed him, and then took the battery out and he left.

In hindsight, I should have had the cops on the phone before I even said anything to him, but it happened too quickly, and knowing what I know from this site intellectually didn't help much in the heat of the moment.

Anyways, hurray for being an overnight store manager in an area that "isn't bad enough to bother closing at night."
James     Feb 28, 2020

You did not eat the crowbar, so it was a good resolution.

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