The real story...
DUmmie: Hey, I brought you a latte!
Manager: I thought you didn't have any money. You borrowed $20 dollars from me for gas.
DUmmie: No problem! I just took that lady's $5 out of the safe. She'll never miss it! Did you see the wad of cash she had?! Even if she did she wouldn't know where she lost it. Why not put it to good use?
Manager: Because it's not up to you. You're a very part time employee and you've only been working here for 2 months. I can't even count on you to get here on time. You haven't earned the right to make those kinds of decisions. The owner was going to keep it in the safe for a couple of weeks in case the lady comes back and then put it in the petty cash box.
DUmmie: Well, I only work very part time because I can't work more than that because of my health. I have back problems, chronic fatigue, anxiety, and intestinal issues. The least the greedy owner could do is buy me a coffee. It's not my fault I don't earn more. What's 5 bucks to him?
Manager (who happens to have MS but works full time): Yes, I know about you're health problems. You complain about them constantly. It's your excuse when you decide you can't come in the few hours we ask you to work. Everyone else complains that they hate working with you. No one wants to be on the schedule when you're here. Obviously you can't be trusted, either so we're going to have to let you go.
DUmmie: Bitch!!! I thought you were my friend! You're just like all the other bitches that work here! All you care about is yourself! And don't think you're getting that $5.00 back either. I figure you owe me that in the gas I wasted getting here. Screw you!
Cindie