(I’m a customer walking around the kitchen section of a department store.)

Woman: *aggressively* “Where are your housewares?!”

(I look around, utterly bewildered, but realize she is talking to me. We’re already standing in what I’d consider the housewares section.)

Woman: “WHERE. ARE. YOUR. HOUSEWARES?”

Me: “IN. MY. HOUSE. B****!”

Related:
I Don’t Work Here, Does Not Work Here, Part 4