Job
So yeah, I work at Partyland now. It's a crappy minimum wage job that I don't plan on keeping for long.
My second day of work, I had a very interesting and creepy-as-hell customer as soon as I walked behind the counter. He was clinging to a canvas laundry bag and was either spacing out or darting his eyes around the store for about half an hour.
He mumbled a question to me, but I couldn't hear him.
"What's that?"
"Nothing..."
Ok.
He stood around a while longer -- just standing there.
"Did anyone walk in here talking about the mafia?"
"The what?"
"The mafia. Did anyone talk about the mafia?"
"No..."
"Okay, 'cause I don't have anything to do with it. I'm not a part of it."
"O-kay."
Another minute or two passes by.
"Do you sell toothpaste?"
"No, we don't sell toothpaste here."
"Okay."
He then hurries out the door, and I'm standing there in confused awe.
The mafia? Toothpaste? This is a party store! We don't sell toothpaste! Mafia??
Then my co-worker Marian asks, "Did he ask you if you were married?"
Must've been the first question he mumbled.
I hope that's the craziest customer I'll ever have...
But then again, they are good for crazy stories.
My second day of work, I had a very interesting and creepy-as-hell customer as soon as I walked behind the counter. He was clinging to a canvas laundry bag and was either spacing out or darting his eyes around the store for about half an hour.
He mumbled a question to me, but I couldn't hear him.
"What's that?"
"Nothing..."
Ok.
He stood around a while longer -- just standing there.
"Did anyone walk in here talking about the mafia?"
"The what?"
"The mafia. Did anyone talk about the mafia?"
"No..."
"Okay, 'cause I don't have anything to do with it. I'm not a part of it."
"O-kay."
Another minute or two passes by.
"Do you sell toothpaste?"
"No, we don't sell toothpaste here."
"Okay."
He then hurries out the door, and I'm standing there in confused awe.
The mafia? Toothpaste? This is a party store! We don't sell toothpaste! Mafia??
Then my co-worker Marian asks, "Did he ask you if you were married?"
Must've been the first question he mumbled.
I hope that's the craziest customer I'll ever have...
But then again, they are good for crazy stories.