Unfiltered Story #67280

Unfiltered | August 28, 2016

I work at a well known beauty supply store with a didstinctive uniform. I’m also wearing a walkie, large name tag with a ribbon, and am using a hand scanner for stocking.

A guest comes up to me. “Do you work here?”

Me, smiling: “Yes, ma’am, I do.”

Guest: “Well, how the f**k was I supposed to know that?”

Me, still smiling: “No worries, happens all the time. Did you need assistance?”

Guest: “Yeah, I need you to wear a uniform!”

Me, turning back to my duties: “Will do ma’am.”

Guest storms off without another word.