Unfiltered Story #139771

(I work at a large retail store. All associates wear aprons that cover from our chest to our thighs. I noticed a customer walking slowly down a central aisle looking lost and confused. He keeps glancing up at the aisle signs.)

Me: *approaching customer* “Can I help you find something, sir?”

(He looks out of it. He slowly looks me up and down.)

Customer: “Do you work here?”

(My coworker, who was nearby doing work without his apron on, turned around and was about to answer when he saw me and then glanced strangely at the customer.)

Me: *looking down at my work apron* “…yes.”

Customer: “I’m looking for [item].”

Me: “It’s right down this aisle, sir.”

Customer: “Okay. Thank you.” *he slowly walks away*

Coworker: “I thought he was talking to me.”

Me: “I have no idea what that was about. He even looked at my apron before asking if I work here!”

(I’m fairly certain the customer was on something.)