Unfiltered Story #190122

, , | Unfiltered | March 18, 2020

I had to work a night shift at a store that is supposed to be run by one person. It wasn’t a big deal, it was a slow night. About fifteen minutes until closing this guy walks in. He’s a local, he came in a few weeks ago and chatted with me. He was pretty friendly so I didn’t think much of it.

Tonight he decided to go from friendly to crazy.

At first he was just chatty, but then he mentioned that his family used to play “William Tell” with their guns and a can of Dr. Pepper. Ooookay?
Then he mentions that when he was kid he once shot his brother in the stomach…and laughed.

Then he brings up the fact that he is teaching his two year old son how to shoot.
I’m starting to get freaked out by this guy, but my only option is just to nod and smile and hope to God he doesn’t kill me.

Then he asks what I wear at night. I work as a pajama store so it wasn’t so creepy, but when I told him I often wear these nightgowns we sell. He says, “So you practically sleep naked. Want to sleep naked with me?”

Yeah, I don’t think so.

After some more nodding and praying silently to myself, he leaves. I called up the manager of one of the other stores and begged him to stay with him while I closed and walk me to my car.

Freaky night.