My Boss’s Wife Called Me a Thief in Front of Customers

and uncertain. “Mary, maybe let’s not – “

I set the name tag on the counter.

“No,” I said quietly. “Let’s.”

Mrs. Whitman laughed. “Are you being dramatic?”

I looked at her. “No, ma’am. I’m being clear.”

The customers watched without pretending not to anymore.

I turned to the manager. “I’m done. I’ll return my vest once my shift paperwork is settled.”

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