From that day on we avoided each other like the plague

From that day on we avoided each other like the plague, and every time she came in with her washed Ralph Lauren shirts and lame excuses (“Oh detergent spilled in my car, that’s why it smells like its been washed”) then I called Security and a Manager. And then once she saw a manager coming to assist the poor associate that was helping her, she immediately blamed me and complained about me for what seemed like forever. Thieves never give up, hell they may even survive with the cockroaches after the nuclear Holocaust.