Way back in the day, I had a shitty job with a vending machine company. I drove around in a van, filling soda/candy/coffee/cigarette machines (this was back in the day, remember). It was really easy at first, and I was good at it, but when some other guy quit, they gave me his route, and it was absolutely brutal. There was no way to finish it in less than 10-11 hours, and they paid a weekly salary, so no OT. So I figured out a whole racket where I'd fudge the numbers and clip a buck from each machine. I had around a hundred machines a day so it added up fast. They also had a room at their warehouse where they stored old cigarettes until they exchanged them for fresh, and I clipped cartons, and sold them for cheap at a Puerto Rican bodega a few towns over. I quit before they got wise.