Unfiltered Story #109149

, | Unfiltered | April 18, 2018

I work for a pizzeria that shares a plaza with a major grocery store. It’s not uncommon for me to pick up some things at the store after I’m done with my shift. My uniform looks nothing like the grocery store’s uniform, and has the name and logo of our pizzeria across the front.

Customer: Can you tell me where to find the flour?

Me: I’m sorry, but I don’t actually work here.

Customer: But you’re in uniform!

Me: I’m in a uniform, yes. I’m not in [Store’s] uniform. I don’t work here.

Customer: *Looks very puzzled, before finally walking off.*