Out For Dinner Is Out Of The Question

| Right | April 27, 2014

(I work as a cashier, and we’re supposed to stand in front of our registers if we’re open and waiting for a customer. As I’m doing this, an elderly man eyes me and walks over.)

Me: “Hello, sir! Can I help you with something?”

(The man proceeds to get way too far into my personal space. I’m mildly autistic, so I’m repressing a panic attack at this point.)

Elderly Man: “You can take me out to dinner tonight.”

Me: “Um, I don’t think my boyfriend would be too pleased about that.”

Elderly Man: “It’s okay. He can come too.”

Me: “Well, I’m working the closing shift tonight, then he’s picking me up, So, tonight doesn’t work, anyway.”

Elderly Man: “Ah, that’s too bad.”

(Not only am I getting creepy vibes from this guy, but his breath smells terrible. It’s all I can do to keep a pleasant smile on my face and not duck under my register.)

Me: “Is there anything else I can help you with, sir?”

Elderly Man: *remaining way too close and gesturing to the customer service desk* “Oh, no, I’m just waiting for my wife.”

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