Unfiltered Story #87835

(I’m at a store known for it’s red circular logo. The employees wear khakis and red shirts. I’m wearing black jeans and a blue shirt with a quote from a very popular British TV show about a time-and-space traveler and his blue box. I’m in the toy aisle looking at Legos and texting a friend at the same time. An older gentleman and his wife come up with their cart and he clears his throat. I should also mention that I’d just moved to the state a couple months previous and hadn’t been in this particular location before.)

Gentleman: Excuse me, miss. Where’s the soap?

Me: I’m sorry, what?

Gentleman: You know, the laundry soap. What aisle is it on?

Me: I don’t know? I’m new in town…

Gentleman: Well, don’t you work here? You should know where the laundry soap is.

Me: *looks down at clothes* I, um. I don’t work here.

Gentleman: Oh, you don’t?

Me: No.

Gentleman: Well, you were on your device there. *points at my cell phone* I thought you worked here.

Me: Um…no. This is my cell phone…

Gentleman: Oh. Okay. *walks off*