Dear worm,

You disgust me. Your slimy trail through my bookstore may never be completely washed away and I hope you are ashamed of yourself.

I had $200 in my wallet, and I know it was there when I went to lunch. I had plans for that money, asshole. Even if I didn't, you can rest assured I worked harder for it than you have ever worked in your life. I'm going out of town tomorrow, and you damn near ruined that for me.

And what about **? He relied on his cellphone, as all of us do. He had to cancel that phone. He's brand new and now he sees the store as a place where no one can trust anyone. Hell of a way to start a new job.

Same story for DD, who was just learning to like the place. She's an old friend of mine, and I feel as if I let her down for telling her it was a great group of coworkers.

You asshole. You pigfucker. You bastard child of a possum and a rat. I hope they catch you soon.

By the way, JQ and I have filled out police reports and have told the managers everything we know. I can assure you that DD will do the same.

You may not have realized it, but just about everyone at the store has befriended the police officers who provide security in the store. They are great guys. We would all happily tell them anything we find out. And if you continue to be as stupid as you have been, we will figure out who you are.

Oh, and a great big fuck you for the security measures that have already been taken and everything else that we will have to deal with. If this leads to a witch hunt, I will make you regret it if I catch you.

Do us all a favor and turn yourself in and GO AWAY!

No love what-so-fucking-ever,

This Daydreamer

cross posted to co_workers_suck