I enjoy Twitter and I generally find it more useful than not. Two sites I find consistently entertaining are those of Miss Punnypenny and Rex Chapman. Miss Punnypenny gives me my Scots word of the day and besides, I have a thing for redheads (ask Janie). Rex Chapman is Rex Chapman of the UK Wildcats…and he really likes and understands dogs.
Mr. Chapman recently posted a street cam video of a fellow faking an accident of a car striking him. It reminded me…
One day in my work life with Liquor Barn I received a notice from our insurance company that an action had been initiated by a customer who claimed that he had been assaulted by one of our cashiers with a shopping cart, knocked to the floor, and presumably damaged for life.
I looked at the date of the alleged occurrence. To no surprise, it was exactly 51 weeks before the filing of the complaint. There is a one-year window for such complaints. Many are filed just prior to the deadline. Funny how that is…
I pulled and reviewed the video for the alleged date, noting that this was gonna be hours of my life I was never gonna get back. I found the incident. The video clearly showed the customer being refused for attempting to purchase alcohol for the clearly under-aged companion, clearly standing off to the side of the transaction. When the cashier turned their back to remove the controversial merchandise from snatch-and-grab range, the customer clearly reached out and snatched a nearby shopping cart instead, and proceeded to kneel and then roll on the floor in distress. His young friend leapt to his assistance and they skipped out the door arguing with each other.
I smirked (a verb of which I am not proud) and filed the tape away with others on my that’s-the-last-I’ll-hear-of-this shelf.
I was wrong.
Within the hour, I received a phone call. It was from the complainant.
Caller; “This is John Diver.” (Names have been changed to protect the despicable).
Me; “Yes, Mr. Diver. What can I do for you?”
“Do you know who I am?”
“I’m suing you for damages.”
“What’re you gonna do about it?”
“Don’t you wanna stay outta court?”
“Well, that’s where we’re goin’.”
Here, there was a long, thoughtful pause. Then, he continued.
“You got video in that store?”
“Mr. Diver, I don’t have to answer your questions. Whether I have video or not will be established in the court in which you seem so anxious to be. When we are in that court, I’ll have to answer your questions and I think I can promise you a level of public embarrassment and perhaps, legal liability that Ripley wouldn’t believe. Until then…”
I never heard from Mr. Diver again.
- Call their bluff.
- Shine lights on their lies.
- Shame their families.
- Don’t imitate their mistakes.
- If, in the past you have imitated their mistakes, resign and let someone unpolluted fix things.
Otherwise, as Miss Punnypennie might say, “Wheesht.”