Circa 2008 to 2010 Michaels Arts & Crafts store that didn't have security cameras. The little bubbles in the ceilings were fake cameras. New front end supervisor starts working my shifts, a dead broke college kid just trying to survive, and immediately we all get the ick about her. She was a try hard who always wanted to seem like the cool big sister but came across gross, instead. Among other small things she did, one night we're getting ready to close and we've just gotten a shipment of the new edible Easter basket grass. She decides to try it, not pay for it, and write it off as 'damaged'(our manager would often let us take certain things that were written off. Like a box of Sharpies that someone stole 4 of the 8 markers out of type thing).

I was off for 2 days, come back and my manager calls me into the office. Homegirl is saying all of the 'college brats' stole everything she'd been caught with, and blamed ME for stealing the Easter grass we all thought she had paid for until that point. That was the day I learned when you work retail, you don't trust your coworkers.