Tonight we celebrated H's birthday with a scotch night at Clouds. In one round of stories, we described how we ripped off our employers.
One woman told the story of a scam the waiters ran at a famous resort hotel. Tourist groups arrived by the bus load, their lodging, meals, and guided hikes all of a package. They paid for their breakfasts with meal tickets, but ate meagerly, because they only had time for a pastry and coffee before the jeeps drove off on the tour. So the waitstaff pocketed the meal ticket until a real eater arrived, who ordered a real breakfast. The check for this meal was attached to the meal ticket, and the waiter pocketed the cash. They got a tip on the meal card too.
Someone else told of how the ticketsellers at the Boardwalk would sell a $25 wrist band, but ring up a $14 one. Jeez, you'd think they would protect against that kind of theft.
When I worked at the Boardwalk, as a restroom matron, there was a scale at the Merry-go-Round women's restroom that cost a nickle. On the 4th of July, someone put a firecracker in the glass cashbox somehow and blew it to pieces. I put a piece of masking tape under the tube that emptied the nickles into the cashbox, and every hour or so I'd swing by the restroom and retreive my cigarrette money. Back then, a pack was less than a dollar. I know, hard to believe, but true.
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