Shady Bloss lied to me about my position and benefits for years and did up costing him 21,000

in reimbursements. A few years ago, I worked at a big retail company for many years. Eventually,

I went through enough grad school education to get my license to work at a higher level. This meant

more paid, more job satisfaction, more responsibility, fancy title, but unfortunately the job market

was rough. I stayed on with the company to work in a floater position where I would cover a large

area and work all the stores on a rotating but irregular basis. Eventually, I wanted to get a

staff position where I have a single store assigned. The area was huge, the furthest store being

over 100 miles from my home, and that is exactly where I was assigned a train for my new role.

It was a rough store. People in my position were robbed and assaulted at gunpoint. The neighborhood

was very unfriendly, volume at the store was among the highest in the state, and staff turnover was,

as you might expect, extreme. Well, after training, I wasn't being scheduled to float to other

stores. Once a month, at most, I asked to be scheduled a little bit more diversely, since most of

the stores in my area were much closer to my home and didn't require four hours of driving a day.

Bossman told me that I was the only floater experienced enough to handle that store.

I didn't buy it, but what can you do, right? Well, a colleague of mine told me about the

mileage reimbursement policy. Floaters working at a store more than 50 miles from their home can

file for reimbursement of mileage over 50 miles each way. This also included meals. So I filled out

a few of these and sent them to my boss to sign. He didn't refuse, but he actually never assigned or

filed them. I suspected as soon as I left his office at the district center, he tossed them out.

Bossman tells me later they must have been lost in the system. Eventually, the same colleague showed

me how to fax those same forms to accounts payable, bypassing the district boss. So I started doing

just that. One day, Bossman calls me in a panic. He wants me to stop filing those forms.

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