The Gift Of Closing

, , , , | Right | August 3, 2018

(I am the sole worker in a small antique and gift store. We close at 6:30 and it is now 6:35. I am at the register counting the till, with a clear view of the door. Most of the lights are out. I hear the door violently rattle. I look up and a man is staring in the door at me, yanking on the handle. I blink a few times, then go back to my counting. The phone rings. I think it might be my boss checking in, so I answer.)

Man: “Let me in.”

Me: “Excuse me? Who is this?!”

Man: “Let me in; I need to get a gift.”

(Disbelieving, I look at the door again. The man is staring in and talking on his cell phone.)

Me: *locking eyes with the man* “I’m sorry, but we closed at 6:30. You can come back tomorrow; we open at 10:00 am.”

Man: “No, I need a gift now. You can open up; you’ve only been closed for five minutes!”

Me: “I’m very sorry, but we are now closed. I have to continue my closing duties. Have a nice night.” *click*

(He called three more times and left a message the last time. I left a note for the next day’s person. Hopefully they’ll get a kick out of it.)

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