"My job couldn't get any worse"
I suppose I could say that was my first mistake thinking that but in truth it was turning a blind eye to the cargo I loaded that ship (After my pocket got some extra padding I may add).

Internal got a tip-off about a Pirate supply runner and I happened to be on that shift the ship was here. Everyone is keeping their traps shut who loaded it. Hell, no-one living here would blame you for wanting a little extra in the pocket, even our Manager does it but he has to keep the Suits happy and take action. So since everyone on shift kept shut he had to Strike us all, which lies the ever looming problem.

Thumping that pip-squeak sneaking around last week, while seemed a smart move at the time, the runt turned out to be an Internal Op on recon for Pirates and wailed on me. How the hell was I meant to know that? Shit, the runt was sneaking around the crates and containers, I thought he was one of the punks from the local gang chapter. While the manager was sympathetic he got squeezed to punish. Thinking back on it on, I should of took the fine over the Strike.

So here we are, my current predicament. One Strike away from getting the sack. I thought I'd take up the shift when the Fed Long-Patrollers come in for re-supply, ya know, to get in the good books. So I'm in the dead of Sunday morning with the ships leaving at lunch when the bloody old arse Grav-loader conks out. The manager doesn't come in until 9 so I can't pull out the spare Loader and the resident Tech is gone until Tuesday.
So now I have to shove around 40 crates of supplies by hand in nine hours (yeah right) or get the sack.