I Don’t Work Here Does Not Work Here
(I work in a library, but I had forgotten to take my name tag off after work when I went shopping.)
Customer: “What aisle is baking powder?”
Me: “Huh? Oh, I think it’s that way somewhere. I’m not really sure.”
Customer: “Well you’d better find out for me. Isn’t that your job?”
Me: “Oh, no, I’m sorry. I don’t work here.”
Customer: “Yes you do! You have a name tag on!”
Me: “Oh! No, I’m sorry, I work at the library, I just forgot to take this off.”
Customer: *very angry* “I don’t want excuses! Just tell me where the d*** baking powder is!”
Me: “I don’t know where it is. Go ask someone who works here.”
Customer: “You’re going to tell me or else!”
Store Manager: “Can I help you folks?”
Customer: “Yes! Your employee here is being very rude!”
Store Manager: “Sir, he doesn’t work here. Is there something I can help you with?”
Customer: “Oh!” *turning to me* “Well why didn’t you say so?”
Me: “I did. You were being a moron!”
Customer: *turning back to manager* “You let your employees curse at customers like that! I want him fired right now!”
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