I am at work watching cameras when I see two kids with backpacks walk up to the Levis section. I think they’re both girls. One appears to hang a pair from the handle on her backpack so it is laying between her backpack and back. I think the other just puts a pair or two in her backpack. They then quickly head downstairs. It was all weird and quick, but it’s still enough to stop them, so I go onto the floor in case they leave right away. They do end up leaving quickly, and I am a little behind them. It is very dark outside. There are two Sephora employees walking together that throw me off for a second until I see the kids ahead of them (now a girl and boy). They see me and start running, and I have to chase them. I ask for some backup but it seems no one comes. I think Laynie and someone else are working. I catch up to the kid and tackle him, despite the policy. I think I end up getting the girl too. I ask Laynie what she’s doing and she just says “watching PTZs”, which irritates me. I am talking to the boy and he seems young (6 or so?). Without prompt, he tells me that they are runaway kids. I know we’ll have to get PD involved. He says he is 11 when I ask his age. I figure his birth date at 2009, but write 2007 at first. The kid actually tells me something impossible very confidently, characteristic of younger kids, like the day, two different numerical months, and the year. I write what he says, just to have it all down on paper. In blue ink, I cross out the 2007 and a few other things. I think about redoing the whole sheet later. The whole situation is stressful.
I am at work when a chubby blond lady abruptly asks me where something is (a movie, I think). I am slightly irritated because I am not even dressed like a sales associate. I go to look for her, opening a door by the emergency exit by the men’s shoes. It leads to a huge, depressed, concrete area with a ton of racks (or shelves?) The movie that she asked for starts with a letter close to the beginning of the alphabet, so I figure it will be easy to look for. I am now walking around the sales floor and notice that I am wearing a White Chapel band shirt. There is a graphic and the band name above it in a white and almost cursive font. It all seems faint or worn. I open the same door again and see that there are a lot less racks/shelves… until I notice that they are actually cars and the area is a parking lot. I think I walk into it with the associate Julie.
I think I am working, but I think I’m at a Walmart. There is a younger, Hispanic? guy who goes in the fitting room with Levis and I think wears some out under his jeans. He then grabs a belt and holds it in a loop but makes no other attempt to hide it as he walks out with it. Now, I am either chasing him or I am the guy, running. I am chasing him and I think we both get on a train. We end up in another, larger building and he gets onto an elevator. I get in another, trying to catch up. This building looks like a shopping mall, and it is on the ground floor where we finally catch him. There is another girl what works LP here too. The guy seems pretty down at having been caught, but we are pretty lighthearted and impressed with him. I make a comment to the girl about how they’re good for catching him and maybe I should work LP here.
I am in the Jewelry department at work. I think I was just passing through, but a customer stopped me as if I worked there. It’s an Indian? couple with two kids. The man hands me two 100 dollar bills to first make a payment. Upon checking them, the first looks like a legitimate, newer 100 and the second looks different and questionable. I’m really not sure about it, so I call for Laynie on the radio, saying ‘Laynie, can you come to the jewelry department, by the down escalator?’ I think that might sound stupid to some, but I’m just trying to be specific. The more I look at it, the more I think the second one is fake. Everything looks fine and there’s even a good watermark, but it looks like it’s been unevenly cut out from a sheet. I put them in my pocket for now, hoping they might think I’ve done the payment over on this far side of the counter. I go back over and now they want to see items in a spinning case. I see there’s already a key in the lock, and think that it should not have been left there. The items are not jewelry, but earbuds and things like that. I can nearly show them one thing before they are wanting to see another. I’m trying to show them what they want and keep everything else locked up and it’s getting annoying. I see Laynie on the far side of the counter, in a grey shirt and walking away. Assuming she didn’t see me, I call out for her. The bills feel wet? and folded up in my pocket; I take them out to show her. I discover there is no texture on the number and it feels like the texture was added poorly to the background areas. It’s also very worn as if they added that to disguise the faux texture. She sees the uneven edges and agrees that it’s fake. I think it weird that only one is fake and also genuinely don’t think he looks like the type. I’m thinking that if he asks I’ll have to tell him that I have to keep it; he never does ask, though. I see an employee dealing with a lady asking questions. The employee doesn’t know when we close and the lady seems irritated. I tell her 9 o’clock.
I am at work with Laynie and Bobby. We are walking through some racks, perpendicular to and a few feet from the mall entrance. Outside the doors, I see Scott walking almost in unison with us, he glances in every so often, and Laynie seems to be mouthing things to him. I can’t tell if Bobby notices or not. I think he also notices Scott, but I’m not sure if he knows who he is. Scott looks somewhat downcast. I think Laynie and him are up to something.
I am at work, I think with a male coworker. We are watching cameras when I notice a group (maybe 4+, mostly girls?, probably in their late teens) upstairs on the main aisle by the Levi’s. I notice one girl in particular; she is holding a few shirts still on their hangers. I zoom in and incredulously remember her, as I tell the guy here, from a dream. I tell him I’m having a deja vu and know which of the shirts she is going to steal because I have seen it already in a dream. I think she’s wearing camo and so is the shirt.
I am at work when, on camera, I see a girl who I recognize come in. She goes straight to the shoes, which is what I think she’s tried to steal before. She has a backpack on and a stroller with a kid in it. I watch as she takes at least two pairs, at least one out of the box. Bobby and Laynie are here, so I say we can finally stop her. She then leaves the shoe department and I think grabs a few more things before going into the bathroom. Laynie and I look out of a little window in the wall or door, I think to see how busy it is. It looks pretty busy and it also looks like a high school hallway. We go out there now, outside the two sets of doors past the bathrooms. I think about how we’re supposed to clear the bathroom but are not going to because it’s not like she’s going to leave the stuff behind. The door opens from someone going in there, and I see Laynie mouthing something at me. I have to have her repeat it a few times before I figure out that she wants me to look in there while the door is open. I go over there and somehow the door is still open, very slowly closing. I can’t really see much inside. I go back and now the lady is coming outside just holding the jeans she picked up earlier. I’m not sure she had the stroller anymore. I stop her and initially she tries to put up a fight but then she starts coming back. I think I use the kid as leverage. I think we get her back in the office. Now, I am sitting at a table in what looks like a back or side yard. It’s a large, square table with a tablecloth and a cake set out. There’s also the lady, Mom, and about two older/middle aged white men who I think are judges or something like that. They are interviewing me, but are smiling, friendly, and seemingly biased against the lady. One of the points the man raises is how when he was turned in a group of papers, mine was the shortest. I reply “I believe in quality, not quantity, thank you.” He seems to accept this answer, and I also see Mom smile at me. This goes on for a bit longer. I am inside a Burger King? and it feels like I am working and on my break. The only others I see here are two girls (I think from work) sitting at a table. I am going through a drive through inside? I think by walking or by moving a table in front of me through it. The voice over the speaker sounds garbled and incomprehensible. I try to figure it out, can’t, and look over to the girls. They say they have no idea either. I just move up a little closer.
I am at work with Laynie, but it looks more like we are in a large house. We start watching a woman with blond hair in a bun because she looks like she would steal. Sure enough, she starts to. (I think she came in with an empty Sephora bag?) There is a car waiting outside one of the doors; I see that nobody is in it but the keys are in the ignition. I know this is her car and, thinking it stupid of her to do this, take the keys out and pocket them. I don’t care what she’s got at this point, because her not being about to leave in her car is worth it. I go into what looks like Makayla’s room and hide the keys in a stack of clothes on a shelf. I think there’s no way she’ll find them, but I also worry slightly about the legal consequences. Now, (*I’m almost certain this part happened after I woke up and fell back asleep again) the woman has left but come back again.
I am at work, I think just coming back from a break, because I have a Starbucks in my hand. By the mall entrance I see a group of two girls. One of them quickly takes a piece of jewelry off a display and starts to go out the mall entrance. It was quick, but I am close enough to have seen it all perfectly, so I go out to stop her. I can’t quite tell if they’re technically out of the store or not, with them being by the racks right on the edge of the store floor. I don’t think I have a radio on that could give away who I am, but they still look at me weird before they fully step out. I tell the one girl to come back, and she looks guilty but is also not coming back. The friend steps up, and I somehow convince her to come back with the other. I walk them back, staying very close to them. At the door, I tell them to leave their bags and phones on the desk, just for my safety. The girl who stole the earrings initially sits on the chair by the door, and I have to tell her to move to the ones against the wall. She makes a comment about never having been in trouble before. She has kinky golden hair and looks about high school age. The other looks similar, like they could be related. I start off being very cool with them, pointing to the Starbucks on the desk as I make a comment about being on break. I then notice the other girl is still holding onto all of her shopping bags and that they are both on their phones. I end up taking each phone from their hands and setting them on the far corner of the desk. I think the chairs are behind the desk, between it and the wall. They both don’t really seem to care about me or being here.
I am at work when I see that in the Sephora there is a small stage and on it is the Jerry Garcia Band. I sort of wander in and observe the scene. The crowd is very sparse, which at first I find sad, but then think that it makes sense given the location. They all look like they could be homeless, fairly dirty and carrying bags. The band seems to be in the middle of a song, and the music sounds sparse and sort of spacey. I notice that Amber is leaning over Jerry’s shoulder, talking to him as he noodles on the guitar. His expression seems equally engaged and amused with both of those things going on. The stage seems larger and less inside Sephora? now, and I am right up front. The bass player is the bass player for Melvin Seals and JGB. They are tuning between songs now and I call out “mission!” For ‘Mission in the Rain’. They hear it but don’t seem too impressed with me calling out suggestions, so I then say “anything you want” a little less loudly and more self consciously.
I am at work when Susan calls from upstairs. She starts describing someone, and I ask if it’s the lady with purple hair, noticing her on camera near the escalator. Susan says yes, so I say I’ve got her and hang up. This lady is shorter and chubby, with a bob cut of a faded purple. She’s pushing a cart that has a handful of items in it. I noticed her earlier and only got a slightly weird vibe, but I guess not enough to watch her. She starts going down the escalator, so I go out there. She is making a beeline for the salon doors, so I try to hurry without being seen. When I get up there and glance over, she is standing in one of the shoe aisles, the cart facing me, now empty. I look to the right and see a man with short red hair carrying some clothes towards the doors. I hurry to catch up with him, asking if I can take him to the register. He doesn’t look at me and mumbles that he already checked out. I say “they didn’t give you a bag?” and start grabbing the clothes. I have to stand in front of him and call Bobby on the radio before the guy gives it up. He lets go and then starts running in the other direction. I walk back in from the vestibule and see that the girl is still here. I walk up to her and tell her not to come back here. There’s a somewhat younger looking boy with her now, and I tell him not to come back either if he’s with them.
Not much to report this week. Only Jamie dream I had was when I was dosing off.. There were voices telling me to not give up on her and to wait for her. Because you should always trust voices. I miss the dreams with her. Work hell A new guy at my Job kept being mean and harassing me. He kept getting in my face and was causing trouble. The store manager was staring at us as if it was an okay thing for him to do. I left work with Victoria, and we were walking on some streets like I was in Chilliwack. We decided to go to Tim Horton's or something and she was saying how she goes there every morning at 9:30. There was a mcdonald's worker suddenly working there as we went into the lobby.
I am at work when I see a woman come in the Sephora doors, quickly grab two items in Sephora, and then walk out and through the mall doors. It happened so quickly and unexpectedly that I didn’t really have time to do anything. Now, I am at some outdoor event where there are a bunch ot tents/booths. I notice the woman at one of them what looks like the two items right by her. I go up and confront her about it, and she gives me some excuse of not knowing she had to pay for them inside the store. I offer for her to go back and pay for them now, and she actually starts coming back. I get the idea to just take her back to the office and apprehend her as a shoplifter since I technically have all the steps. She actually comes into the office and sits down. I’m wondering if everything will look okay on video, just in case.
I am at work when I find out there has been a shooting at one of the quads. It seems to happen so quick and it feels unreal and all too real at the same time. I am either watching it on video or seeing it like a scene in a movie (or seeing it from a perspective above the ground?) The quad is in a slightly large, open area (none of the quads we really have) and the shooter is inside the quad. With a handgun he shoots down the associate Fitzie. She’s about 20 yards away but still goes down hard. Someone said Imie tried to protect her, wondering which one got hit. At one point, I see w body on the floor. I think we barely see the faint rise and fall of breath, but someone says she’s definitely gone. Later, we know for certain that she has died. I think someone mentions or comes looking for her, and I know we’ll have to break the news.
I am at work with Laynie. It looks mostly the same, but slightly different, like there might be a different floor plan. We’ve got someone stealing in Sephora. Zooming in, I see she has shorter, dark hair and a striped shirt (red and white, small stripes). She is pretty made up and actually looks like she’d be nice, which we comment about. Laynie and I decide that I’ll go out on the floor while she watches on video so we can be ready in case she leaves quickly. I tell Laynie I’ll be by dresses so I can be by both doors she’s likely to go out. I wander the floor a bit, trying to keep an eye in Sephora. I can’t find her, so I think she may be at the counter, paying for one thing so it doesn’t look like she’s stealing. At times, I end up close to Sephora, so I try to keep my radio hidden, stay against walls, and stay behind racks of clothes. I also pass two different security guards. I wonder if they know who I am or if they’re thinking it’s odd that I’m a guy walking through these racks of clothes. I now go out a door (I’m referring to it as Door 5 in my head, a door we don’t really have. It’s about where Door 4 is, though there’s also Door 4 here). Laynie now informs me the girl is heading for this door. I wait, but she never shows up and I never hear from Laynie. I take out my phone to just call Laynie, thinking it might help if I’m on my phone while stopping her (like Charmi said). Laynie finally answers, casually telling me that the girl went out a different door instead. A little confused at why she didn’t bother to tell me, I head back.
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