I have a routine. I use Pandora, on my blackberry, every morning to pipe tunes into my brain. It drowns out a lot of things I have no interest in hearing. I get to the office and I keep it on to drown out the sound of people talking on phones. Under my desk, in my office, I have always kept a charger. This morning as my routine has dictated for a long while, I put my things down, ran to get a cup of coffee, settled in and went to plug in my phone... when low and behold, the charger is missing in action. Why would someone steal my charger? This is simply cruel. I am so annoyed that instead of crunching numbers I am writing this!
In recent times, in the office, there have been a few thefts... money mostly. There is suspicion focused on one particular person but without proof nothing has been done. The company maintains that setting up any kind of scenario to catch her would be entrapment. She remains employed. I really would like to walk over to her cubicle and start throwing a fit, but I am pretty sure I would be the only one to get in trouble.
Just the other morning I was listening to a radio show and the question to the listeners was: what was the strangest thing you've ever stolen from a party? Plenty of people called in with stories of college days gone by and the odd things that became a collector's prize. I guess when there are drunk people you may expect a few things to “walk away.” But at work isn't there some type of feeling that your co workers would not pilfer your goods? Have I lured myself into a false sense of security that in the workplace some things just shouldn't happen?