Unfiltered Story #279597
About fifteen years ago, I used to work in a supermarket bakery. The evening shift was a one person job because all the products were baked… you were just cleaning, helping customers, and prepping for morning shift.
One evening in winter, we have a particularly terrible snow storm, so the manager decides to close the store several hours early so everyone can get home safe. There have been hardly any customers all day because of the terrible weather. The employees in the other two departments adjacent to mine have already gone home, and I am by myself finishing up for the evening. The store music has been turned off, and I can’t hear anyone else, just the wind outside. I turn around from doing something and almost jump out of my skin to see a man standing at the counter.
He is very tall, probably close to seven feet, and very old. He’s dressed head to toe in black, what looks like a suit under a heavy black woolen coat, and is extremely gaunt and pale. He is also holding a rotisserie chicken from the deli case.
“Pardon me, miss,” he says, “but might you have a spare box for this fine bird?”
Flustered and embarrassed by my reaction, I root around beneath the counter for a sturdy box for him to put the flimsy plastic case in. When I hand it over, he smiles.
“Thank you, miss. I have come very far, and I have farther still yet to go.”
He bows his head, turns, and walks off, leaving me alone and unaccountably spooked. The next day, I brought it up jokingly to the cashier who had closed us out that evening, but she didn’t remember him. Nobody else saw him either (allegedly), and I got relentlessly teased about my “ghost” for months.
Compared to the truly crazy and awful customers I and others have encountered over the years, one strange old man in a snowstorm doesn’t rank very high I’m sure. Still, it was a wonderfully weird and surreal moment, and I’ll always fondly remember the time I sold a ghost a rotisserie chicken for his road trip. Definitely one of my most memorable customers.
I hope he got where he was going.