Unfiltered Story #353541

(i’m 8 months pregnant shopping at a popular home improvement store. I’ve been shopping quite a while. A staff member has been wandering around doing surveys and had already talked to me.)
Staff: would you like to do a quick survey?
Me: um no thanks you said i didn’t qualify.
Staff: oh that’s right I talked to you over there. You’re so cute and pregnant.
( Staff proceeds to reach out to touch my stomach, I back away horrified but am blocked by a shelf and unable to move quickly from a back injury. After touching me staff member realizes I’m upset)
Staff: what’s wrong?
Me: I don’t like to be touched.
Staff: I take it back then, never happened.
( Staff member stands there smiling for a minute before finally wandering off. I try to just finish up my shopping even though I’m very upset and realizing how vulnerable I am. Staff member proceeds to pass me multiple times in narrow isles the last fifteen minutes I’m in the store before I just leave. In the first hour I was shopping in the football field sized store I saw this person once. Creepy. )