Unfiltered Story #281741
So I used to work at a tiny gas station in my home town and just after I started working there my parents decided to sell my childhood home for a house in the county that they’ve always wanted. Now I’ve been asked for directions before but never quite like this.
Older Gentleman: *walks in and goes directly to the counter* Hi I need directions.
Me: Sure where are you trying to get to? [Big City]? Or somewhere in town?
OG: I don’t know where it is. I’ll ask someone else.
Me: That’s alright. Can I help you with anything else?
OG: No I’ll grab a few things and be on my way.
He walks away and one of my regular customers walks in. A real creep that my female coworkers and I will willingly hide from.
Me: Hey [Customer].
I for the most part ignore him and wait for the older gentleman. Then on the way up the older gentleman stops the other customer.
OG: Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help me find someplace.
Customer: Sure, where you headed?
OG: [Address of my childhood home].
Me: Oh! I know where that is! I know exactly where that is!
OG and Customer look at me like I grew a second head.
Me: I used to live there.
OG just paid for his stuff and followed Customer out the door. Welp, I guess he’ll end up on the wrong side of the river.