Unfiltered Story #257585

Years ago, I was working retail in a very high-end department store. I was in the children and infants section, which was no treat. One day, I saw a coworker quietly talking with a man I recognized as a pro athlete for a local team. He was looking at a gorgeous, very expensive layette set (baby gown, blanket, hat, mittens, socks, etc. all done in silk and cashmere). I thought this was a gift and it might be a good opportunity to upsell him some matching accessories, so I picked up some and moved toward them. My coworker saw me coming and immediately, violently waved me off behind his back. I slowed, but kept coming, thinking she just wanted to hog the sale, when she gave me an absolutely poisonous look and stepped away from him for a moment. She furiously whispered to me that the man’s child had just been stillborn and he just wanted something to bury them, so I should go away and Not Bother Him. When I looked a little closer I saw that the guy looked like nine miles of absolute hell. It was on the news websites when I looked him up a little while later. I was so grateful to her for not letting me make that man’s grief worse by cheerily suggesting things for the child to grow into.