andcuriouser
Active Member
So I'm at work, and I'm all fiddling with the shoes, and there's this couple wandering around, looking at things. I swear I do not have my back turned five seconds before the dude has UP AND WHIPPED HIS SHIRT OFF to try on one of our many fine ironic tshirts. Only he's not really trying it on. He's just standing there talking to his girlfriend with his 4/10 body gleaming flabbily under our awful flourescent lights.
Protocol dictates I should have said "Sir, if you'd like to try something on, you can use one of our fitting rooms located just upstairs," but what came out of my mouth was "Oh, c'mon. COME ON. That thing you're doing! That is NOT OKAY. No getting all topless in the store!"
The craziest thing was that he looked genuinely put-out when I said this. SIR YOU ARE HALF NAKED. GOD FORBID YOU ARE INTERESTED IN A PAIR OF PANTS AS WELL. Actually, I have had people sneak behind the rounders and take their pants off, only they were girls, and for some reason I can't yell at a girl with her pants off. I kind of just want to hold up my jacket. Are these people insane? Do they go to the Gap and get naked too, or is this just a thing I have to deal with?
Matt says that in situations like that I should have an airhorn. So I wouldn't have to use words. Just FWWWOOOOOOOONK!! and then angry pointing.
Awful things the supervisor says to me: "Oh hey, make sure you check the floor really well at closing time, because the last two nights there was someone hiding back here."
So now I'm creeped out forever.
Protocol dictates I should have said "Sir, if you'd like to try something on, you can use one of our fitting rooms located just upstairs," but what came out of my mouth was "Oh, c'mon. COME ON. That thing you're doing! That is NOT OKAY. No getting all topless in the store!"
The craziest thing was that he looked genuinely put-out when I said this. SIR YOU ARE HALF NAKED. GOD FORBID YOU ARE INTERESTED IN A PAIR OF PANTS AS WELL. Actually, I have had people sneak behind the rounders and take their pants off, only they were girls, and for some reason I can't yell at a girl with her pants off. I kind of just want to hold up my jacket. Are these people insane? Do they go to the Gap and get naked too, or is this just a thing I have to deal with?
Matt says that in situations like that I should have an airhorn. So I wouldn't have to use words. Just FWWWOOOOOOOONK!! and then angry pointing.
Awful things the supervisor says to me: "Oh hey, make sure you check the floor really well at closing time, because the last two nights there was someone hiding back here."
So now I'm creeped out forever.
