Jason hated days like this:
Earlier, a biker guy came in for a lighter. When Jason grabbed the right one from the display next to the cash register, his entire inventory spilled all over the floor. Even after the customer helped Jason clean up most of the mess, there were still lighters everywhere for the rest of the afternoon.
Then, this little young college gal came in to break a hundred by buying a pack of cigarettes. She kept changing her mind about which brand she wanted from the racks behind the counter. Jason had to spin around so often he felt dizzy. He wondered if she even smoked, or if she was getting the pack for somebody else.
Finally, just a few minutes before closing, a couple of punk rock kids came into the store and started hassling Jason. He tolerated them because he was a little wild in his day, too. They knocked over a few displays before finally buying some cans of soda. With the doors locked, Jason counted the day’s receipts in the back office. A puzzled look crossed his face as he realized that ninety dollars was missing from the till. He knew he couldn’t have made such a glaring mistake, so he decided to check his eye in the sky.
Jason’s nephew had installed it a few months ago. It’s a security camera – a smoke detector hidden camera shaped like a smoke detector that looks straight down on the sales counter. Jason liked it because customers didn’t have to feel as if they had a camera trained on them the whole time. And all his nephew had to do was plug it in to an outlet hidden in the drop ceiling. Its wireless transmitter sent a clear signal to Jason’s video recorder in the back. He scanned through the tape until he saw the biker guy. Jason watched the man help him pick up all those lighters, and the cash register drawer slowly drifted open. He must not have shut it all the way! But it didn’t matter. Nobody had reached around to grab any cash. Jason scanned some more, and found the punk rockers. They were troublemakers, and it looked as if they were messing with the charity jar. Not only did they not steal anything, the one with the safety pin in his eyebrow actually stuck a dollar in the jar when he thought nobody was looking.
On the verge of giving up and accepting his huge mistake, something caught Jason’s eye. It was the cigarette girl. Jason watched her lay a hundred dollar bill on the counter, and remembered how she begged him to take it. The camera had caught her switching the hundred-dollar bill on the counter for a ten-dollar bill while Jason’s back was turned. With its high resolution, the camera made it clear that the girl had conned Jason. He picked up the phone to call his friend at the police department. Even if they couldn’t track her down, her picture would wind up on the watch lists all over the state. When you demand the best secreteye-gear.com delivers.