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Input: Text: so, i work in retail. i'm sorta the concierge of a large high-end department store here in the states. the front lines of customer service if you will. it's sometimes tough, but it can be very rewarding.

i've only been working in this specific position for about two weeks now. the nature of this job is that i'm alone with customers most all of the time, and only am in contact with my supervisors when i don't know how to do something. therefore, the only reference my coworkers/managers have of me is when i need help, and never when i'm giving supremely awesome customer service, which i do take pride in. a satisfied customer's thanks is its own reward, though.

**so,** i was killing some time during a lull in the middle of the day. i see from my desk that there is some trash on the ground, and so i walk around my desk to collect it. as i'm near the floor, something blue catches my eye, and i pick it up.

it's a $100 bill.

now, our store deals with quite a lot of cash, being high-end, so it's not unusual for customers to have a couple bens in their pockets.

i already know to keep it in my drawer and see if anyone comes looking, but i immediately pick up my walkie-talkie and call my supervisor about it, just to bee 100% clear that i'm not just stowing it for later. i could tell in her voice that she was pessimistic about it being reunited with it's owner, but told me to keep it in my drawer just to say the right thing.

at the end of my shift, no one had asked about it, so i put it in my pocket and begin cleaning out all the papers and products from my desk. after i finish, i head over to the store's business office to figure out what to do with our lost bill.

i run into my supervisor on my way there, and i tell her that no one came looking, but that maybe we could review the security video from the camera it was under, and get the timestamp of the time they made a transaction, and find their name. my supervisor gridded her teeth and raised her brows as she said "we couuuuld" in a that-seems-like-too-much-effort voice.

now, our company is highly known for it's customer service, so this was a little annoying to me that she had been so quick to dismiss the problem so early on. however, as i explained to her, my main concern was that this money *meant something* to someone. i said that while it is true that to most of our customers $100 isn't a lot of money to be upset over, and some even might never notice it was gone, there is a chance that this money was a big deal to its owner.

as a poor college student who only pretends to be fancy for work, i know how many weeks of food that could be. maybe this person was on their way to pick up medication they really needed. maybe this person is supporting their sick daughter and need every penny they earn. there is just no way to know for sure.

after explaining how bad i would feel to just give up, she was moved only just slightly enough to reluctantly pity me.

"i mean, there's nothing we can really do, but why don't you give it to me and i'll ask our manager about it i guess."

i reach into the pocket of my $7 pants.

i continue to reach.

"oh, other pocket then-"

i reach into my other pocket.

i pull out a spare bobby pin and the ghosts of my fuck-ups past.

i look at her face. she was wincing with her eyebrows raised. an "are you serious? you annoyed me for 3 minutes about this, and you can't even find it?" face.

"i'll be right back." i say as my ass runs around retracing my steps like an asshole.

it must have wiggled its way out of my cheep-ass trousers as i was putting things away.

my chest is tight as i walk back into our office to confirm that i lost the $100 bill. 

she looks at me with the same "i'm embarrassed to be seen with you" face.
"... ...it's okay... just be careful next time... just go home. have a nice night."

tomorrow is my last day of work. (just because i was only working seasonally) everything was going so well at this job. customers shook my hand almost daily for my help; but to my coworkers, i will forever be remembered as either

1. the poor girl who cares about pocket change too much

2. the girl who was so irresponsible she lost a $100 bill in 4 hours

3. the girl with a hero complex who lied about finding money to seem heroic

4. the girl who just pocketed $100.

most days i leave the store modestly beaming with satisfaction of doing a job well done, and going above and beyond to help people, but today i cried on my drive home. even if my coworkers didn't think shit of me, i still lost that person's money.

TIFU by trying to return a $100 bill to its owner.