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The story I am going to tell is one that I experienced when I was a lot younger.  I worked at a beach retail store and my job was to print shirts.  Lots and lots of shirts, every day, day in and day out.  Nothing but printing shirts and listening to the same radio station play the same 11 songs my whole 8 hr. shift.  Since the shirt printing station was in the center of the store and elevated, I could see everything that happened in the store.  

Our store manage was... for lack of a better words, difficult to work with no matter who you were.  So, I remember one shift I just got done printing more than enough shirts for the day and asked to have a break even though I didn't smoke.  Of course the manager said no and I pleaded my case but still wasn't given a break and had to wait for my lunch hr.  This didn't feel right because often I would see others have a break and smoke throughout their shift. Anyway, long story short... I noticed some older employees putting things in boxes and then taking it out to the trash.  At first I didn't want to guess what was happen so I confirmed what i saw. 

Did I want to say something, kind of? But did I... Nope. Because at the time I was not going to help out this manager who was "difficult" and snitch on my coworkers.  It was almost a feeling of us versus him type of mentality.