Unfiltered Story #67051

I’m working the till when and elderly man walks in. I take his order, and everything seems normal until I hand him his change.

Elderly Man: -grabs my arm, pulls me forward and smells my neck- “Mmm, you smell nice.”

Me (completely stunned): “Sir….p-please let go of me.”

Elderly Man: -lets go, takes his food, and leaves like nothing happened-

Manager: “What the hell was that?”