From OriginSparhawk, TalesFromRetail

My days of retail are long behind me (more stories coming for sure) but every now and then, I get dragged back in.

I was shopping at an electronics store I hadn't been to in a long time. I had jsut gotten a random gift card from my father-in-law for Christmas, so I was looking something to spend the money. I have the day off so I'm in jeans and a hoodie covered in cat hair (this is important)

I'm wandering aimlessly with a few things in my hands, when a random lady approaches me...

RL: "Excuse me, do you know where X is?"

Me: "No." turns away I'm extraordinarily anti-social when I'm shopping by myself. I don't like being bothered, especially not by other customers.

RL: "But don't you work here?"

Me: "Uh, no?" looks down at my hoodie and jeans, noticing that it looks nothing like the employee uniforms

RL: "Well, do you know where X is anyway?"

Me: "Nope." turns away again

RL: "Why aren't you helping me?"

Me: "Look lady, I'm clearly shopping just like you. I don't know where anything is because I don't work here. In the time you have spent bothering me, you could have approached any one of the people here who are wearing shirts with [name of company] written on it in big letters. Trust me, if I knew where X was, I would have told you so you would stop bothering me."

Random Lady turns, muttering something about how rude people are these days and leaves the store. I guess she didn't really need that item after all....

-- OriginSparhawk