I had my $200 Diesel bag stolen from right under my nose as I was cleaning up after work one night, with my sunglasses, book, cd wallet with 30 cd's, wallet with 400 bucks and all my cards, and expensive perfume in it. Funny thing was, the front doors were locked, and the only other people there were the boss, and two other employees who were my mates. I knew instantly it was him; he would have been punishing me for not wanting to screw him as he was a crazy psycho stalker. So from then on I made sure I took home a box of beer every Wednesday when I closed the store alone, and put all the coffee money in the tip jar. Ha! Arsehole.