Not Really A Stand-Up Customer

A woman came into my store while I was working alone and walked to the back of the store to sit down on our couch. She had no obvious handicap.

She then had me run around the store and bring her all of the “gray shirts” we had in her size while squinting, pointing, and shouting at or for things she wanted from her seat on the couch.

Then, she looked through all the various tops I found her, many of which she did not like, and had me find more vaguely-described items…

She didn’t even get up to pay.