Today at work, I covered for two people who had the day off. One of the coverage duties included accepting deposits from other departments. I have to admit that having the responsibility of accepting money is my least favorite task.
A young lady from the Cashier's Office came at about nine a.m. Along with picking up our deposits, she informed me that she had cash for one of my coworkers and handed it to me in a money bag. As part of protocol, I went to copy the sheet detailing the amount of money I was giving to the Cashier's Office.
A few minutes after returning to my desk I prepare to take the money bag to the safe. This is when I ran into a problem...the money bag was missing. I walked back to the copy room thinking maybe I had taken the bag in there with me, but there was no such luck.
I returned to my desk and literally tore it apart. I retraced every step I made that morning and even places I didn't go. By the way, am I the only one who loses something and looks places you know the item can't be? I called and left a message for the pick-up person, explaining the money was missing.
While I had been away from my desk at a mandatory birthday celebration a voice mail had been left from her stating that she had placed the money bag in my hand. Hearing her message did nothing but frustrate me more because although I know she handed me the money, I knew that she left my desk after I did.
I called her again and she was conveniently at lunch. After getting a coworker involved in the search and a few workless hours passing, I decided to fess up and tell my boss what happened. I was instanty lectured about how I shouldn't have left the money unattended for even thirty seconds.
My next steps were to call the police and then send an email informing my department of the missing money. I decided I would attempt to call her one last time as a ditch effort. She again reiterated how she "handed" the money to me. I explained to her that after I returned from making a copy the money was gone and all she offered was "oh."
I asked her to check and make sure that she didn't accidently pick it up. She said alright and returned to the phone a couple minutes later saying that she had found it at the bottom of her bag. After all the madness she had put me through searching for something she had the entire time, she offfered no apology. I told her I had to go so I could call the police back. She actually had the nerve to say, "you called the police over that?"
I hate idiots and she fits the entire definition of the word. I'm thinking about reporting her but I haven't decided yet.