Jack was the manager of a supermarket. He did all of the hiring and all of the performance reviews. He always enjoyed an interview with a young high school or college girl. Jack would purposely find a way to drag the interview out as long as possible. Bob, Jack's senior manager brought to his attention that one of the cashier's cash tills had come up about $75 short.
"Who is it" asked Jack.
"Nikki S. is the cashier Jack. She has had some cash issues before but never for this amount" Bob replied.
"Ask her to come see me at once" Jack said.
Jack had a particular soft spot for Nikki. She was a sophomore in college and somewhat naΓ―ve. Nikki was a knock out girl though. She was about 5 foot 5 inches tall with long brown hair and medium sized yet perky breasts. Jack though that she probably weighed about 110 lbs. She was always friendly to all of the customers and employees. Jack was experienced enough to know that no matter what a person appears to be on the outside they may be someone else on the inside.
After a few minutes Nikki walked into Jack's office with Bob.
"Nikki, come in and have a seat. Bob you can go, I'll handle it from here" Jack said. Bob walked out of the office shutting the door behind him.
"Nikki, do you know why you're here" asked Jack.
"Bob told me that my till was short money. I always try to make correct change. I'm sorry" Nikki replied.
Jack was looking at Nikki's employee file. "You know that this isn't the first time this has happened don't you" asked Jack.
"Y-yes I know. I guess sometimes I just get a little confused" Nikki answered.
"Nikki, you are a very nice girl. You are always helpful and polite to our customers. But tell me, how can I be sure that you aren't stealing" Jack said.
Nikki looked concerned. "I swear I didn't take any money Jack. How can I prove it to you" Nikki asked.
Jack smiled to himself and stood up from his desk. He walked around his desk and behind Nikki locking his door as he spoke. "Nikki I want you to stand up, empty your pockets and place the items on my desk" said Jack.
Jack sat back down at his desk. Nikki stood up and emptied her pockets. She had a stick of gum, 55 cents in change and her car keys.
"Is that everything" Jack asked. "Yes that's it" said Nikki pulling her pockets out for Jack to see.
"How do I know that you're not hiding the money somewhere else like in your shoes or under your clothes" Jack asked Nikki.
"I-I don't know. I'm not I assure you" Nikki said looking concerned.
"Well Nikki the way I see it is either you can prove to me that you do not have the money or I can call the police and they can escort you out of the store and to the police station where they will make you prove it there. Of course this will mean that you will have a record on file with the police department." said Jack. He knew that what he had just told her was stretching the truth but knew she was naΓ―ve enough to where she might just believe it.
"Please no, not that. I'll be embarrassed in front of everyone" Nikki pleaded. "What do you want me to do" she added.
Jack had her at his mercy and he knew it. "Well I suppose you can start by taking off your shoes and socks and handing them to me." Jack said.