The Mother Of All ‘I Don’t Work Here’ Stories

I’m clothes shopping, pushing my stroller with my daughter in it with one hand, and pulling the little basket on wheels with the other. Some dude comes up to me.

Customer: “Do you work here?”

I exaggeratedly look down at my very casual clothes, and then at my stroller with a very awake and babbling baby in it. He continues to look at me expectantly, so I just say:

Me: “Yes, but I’m restocking the baby section at the moment.”

Customer: *Tuts loudly.* “Ugh, fine. I’ll find someone who isn’t too lazy to do their job!”

He then storms off to find a retail worker victim. Even my baby looked up at me with a ‘WTF’ face.

CORRECTION: A POV error has been fixed.