Today I had a customer -- cute 20-ish blonde girl on her way home from work (still wearing her waitress' apron) -- go through my line and buy two bags of Hershey's candy, a coffee mug, and some tissue paper. We exchanged the usual pleasantries, and she paid and left.
Twenty minutes later,
this suddenly plonked down on my desk, and when I turned to look, she was walking away and smiling at me.
The customer I was with at the time (a middle-aged woman) said "Aw, how sweet, getting a treat at work."
"Isn't it? A little creepy though, I don't even know her. She came through and bought all that stuff a few minutes ago," I replied, puzzled.
"That is weird," she agreed. "You don't even know her name?"
"No, but there's a note in it."
"Oooooh." [wink]
I got similar reactions from my coworkers (along with questions along the lines of "did you get her number?" from the boys) and finally got curious and read the note.
It was disappointing. I won't reproduce it here; it starts out by quoting Matt. 18:11-14, then goes into the usual proselytizing speech. It does have her phone number and email address at the end, following "If you have any questions, or anything, please call."
I'm thinking that rather suggestive comma after "questions" is a mistake; she left a "t" out of "Matthew" and used "your" for "you're," which would be a turnoff even without the preaching.
Really it's confusing more than creepy; she bought the supplies for it, and nothing else, immediately beforehand (I'm assuming the time between was spent writing the note and assembling it).
I could understand if she'd bought several mugs and just given me one of many, but the single mug means it was meant for me alone. Did she come in earlier and single me out? Was she intending to give it to somebody else and decided I needed it more? Was this some stupid thing she was forced by her church to do, and so she picked me at random? Did whether she thought I was cute influence the decision?
I might email her just to get an answer for that. She did say "any questions," after all.
At least I got a free mug full of chocolates out of it, which is more than I can say for any previous encounter with annoyingly religious people.
Oh, and if any of you are thinking along the same lines as my male coworkers, forget it. I've already got more girls than I can shake a stick (hee!) at.