Sometimes A Little Sass Is Required For Your Sanity

I’m stocking a shelf and accidentally drop an empty cardboard box. A customer picks it up before I can get there and gives it back to me, for which I thank him before putting it away.

I’m about to go back to my task when I notice him looking at me.

Me: “Can I help you?”

The customer looks at me and then at the electric buggy we use to transport heavy goods. Our staff uniform is a bright blue polo shirt that no sane person would wear voluntarily. 

Customer: “Do you work here?”

Me: “I’d hope so.”