Mistaken Identity: FIRED FROM A JOB I NEVER HAD
From August, 2011, Ilia's first post as Bookstore Slave:
Hello all, you can call me Bookstore Slave.
Now on this day, I was a fellow customer in this store. I had no uniform, no name tag, and a purse over my shoulder. I was carrying a basket of books I was planning to purchase, and stopped frequently to READ the goddamn excerpts on the inside cover.
Custy: Can you tell me where to find [insert obscure book title here]?
Me: Unfortunately I can't. I'm not an employee. You can ask them at the information desk though.
I point out the info desk, which is a whole 15 feet away.
Custy: I don't want to walk that far! Just tell me where it is!
Me: Lady, I don't work here.
I walk away and select another book that catches my interest.
Custy: HELLO! EXCUSE ME! HELLO! HELLO!
She follows me down the aisle, yelling and banging her fist on the shelving.
Me: LADY! I don't fucking work here! Ask a goddamn employee!
The woman goes fucking ballistic and a manager arrives at a dead run, probably thinking somebody's getting murdered.
Custy: Fire this bitch! She swore at me and refuses to help me!
The manager looks at me, looks at the customer and then says: Ma'am, this is not one of our employees.
Custy: This woman was rude to me and I won't stand for it! You fire her right now or I'm calling your corporate office!
Manager to me: You're fired.
The woman strutted off like it was her birthday and I got a coupon for the trouble. To this day I don't know whether she was stupid, or just that goddamn determined to get SOMEBODY fired that day.
read more from Bookstore Slave here
read more Bookstore Hell here
for more Mistaken Identity tales go here