Lots of laughs at work lately. A woman whom I'd judge to be a grandmother was strolling the aisles with her grandson, who asked me for help. Where is your salsa, he wanted to know. Aisle 13A, opposite the soups, I replied. The grandma then inquired, "Is it in jars?" which threw me for a moment. I mean, what else would it be in? So I asked her
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And I, too, know the joy of talking to people that actually have a clue. They make the world go 'round. :D
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When I actually DID work at Sears in college, I'd gone in one day to get my paycheck. I was wearing a tank top, sandals, a torn pair of jean shorts and had literally just rolled out of bed, messy hair and all. I was standing (not behind the counter either) waiting for my check, and some guy said "excuse me, do you work here?" I actually just said "yeah, I do." I'll never understand that one.
I even wrote a journal entry five years ago about this exact subject: http://bluesilverkdg.livejournal.com/16276.html
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Hmmm, I don't get asked at Home Depot. But OMG, let me set foot in a nursery and after a little while the EMPLOYEES are asking me questions!
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