Guys, yours truly is an idiot. And I mean the headless chicken- under- stress kind.
I lost my company £300 yesterday, because I processed a card payment that had been declined.
Imagine the situation: the shop is packed with customers, pretty much all of whom demand my immediate attention for this, that or the other. I am on my own, trying to take bets, pay out, manage the gaming machines and promote a tournament all at the same time. A lad gives me his card to process £300, loaded directly onto a gaming machine. I do it, give him his receipt, all is good.
10 minutes later, he comes up with a ticket for £900, lucky bugger. I put £800 back onto his card and £100 cash into his pocket.
Only later did it dawn on me that his debit card had been declined and he had played money that wasn't there.
After my shift, I left without even telling my manager, knowing that her superior would be in the shop later and I might as well confess directly to the big gun.
Which I did.
It wasn't nice, but bless her, she didn't rip my head straight off, either.
After a pretty restless night, I woke up to a text message from my dearest colleague Barbara, a wonderful lady of 60 who has been with the company for 30 years- imagine that! Anyway, I thought she'd let me know there would be a disciplinary next week or worse, so I didn't quite feel too good opening it.
Shouldn't have worried. It read "I got your 300 quid back!"
This angel in disguise persuaded the customer (who was daft enough to come back to the shop to ask how long the refund onto his card would take!) to pay back the dough!! She tricked him into believing the refund would only go through if he made the payment, bless her cotton socks.
I always loved Barbara to bits, but right now, I would think nothing of having her name tattooed across a big, fat red love heart on my forearm. So to express my gratitude, I made her a wind chime.
I felt so light- hearted after receiving the good news this morning that I spent our last bucks on a Dremel- like rotary tool. Hey, the Man has irish ancestors, so he will be fine with eating potatoes for a while! :D And to make the little gift for Barbara, I put it to good use straight away.
I used some more of that fancy potpourri I built into the bat- and- owl- frames, a bracelet for £1 (!) from the charity shop and copper tone headpins. Have a look.
Then I took bits and pieces from the bracelet and drilled holes in the appropriate places:
Build a hedgehog. com- the next step was to give each headpin a loop
After all pieces were assembled, I put a dab of hot glue onto every headpin's... err, head to stop it from moving about and put a bead into the dab.