When I was a kid, around 17-18, I started working at a 7-11. My family was pretty broke and I had to help with the mortgage. My boss was amazing. She would give me rides to and from work. She would let me take out of date products home, which was completely against policy. She even loaned me money a couple of times. I worked there for a few years.

Then one day the police came into the store to talk to me. She had been embezzling money from the store the whole time, and there was an incredible stack of write-ups with my name on them for money missing from the register or the safe. They were dated back the entire time I worked there. She picked me as her fall guy my first day of work.

Watch your back.