Getting the hang of it
Not my video, came across it while browsing the internet.
Wow, that's pretty fucked up, I look at cameras all the time in the store and I'm not a shop lifter, good to know the rent a cops are watching me though.I'm not sure why he had to put his ear to the door... or why he would stare at the cameras. When I was in retail loss prevention, we would see some one look up at the cameras in the ceiling and we would immediately know that we had a shoplifter.
Wow, that's pretty fucked up, I look at cameras all the time in the store and I'm not a shop lifter, good to know the rent a cops are watching me though.
Las Vegas Casinos are light years ahead of Retail. I remember a work meeting with folks who worked for Steve Wynn. (Belagio, Treasure Island, The Mirage, and many more)Most people are blissfully unaware of the sorts of things a lot of major retailers are doing to surveil their customers these days with cameras and other tools.
12packs of soda on the bottom of shopping carts are actually the item with the most slip at a lot of stores. Somewhat hard to draw the line between deliberate theft and employees/customers forgetting it's down there. Go to a shitty hood and the carts don't have the bottom shelf at all. I usually ignore beeping security sensors at stores and greeters except at sams/costco where you can't.If your security just inconveniences paying customers and does virtually nothing to prevent theft.. whats the fucking point of punishing your customers?
got another story once of buying a couple 12 packs of Pepsi and carrying em out the door, old greeter lady made me sit it all down and show her my receipt; while I'm digging through my pockets and realizing the clerk never gave me the damn thing a woman pushes an empty cart up to the door with a full length trench coat on a warm day, old lady asked her to show receipt and she said: "what receipt, id didnt buy shit!" and kept on walking out the door with god knows what stuffed into her coat.
I had to go back to the clerk and demand my recipt, which she still had on the printer and then I wadded it up in a ball and threw it at the old greeter lady as I grabed my pepsi and left.