You’re Welcome To Help Out

, , , | Right | August 14, 2019

(The cinema is showing a sing-a-long version of [Film #1], and since I’ve booked a couple of days off due to travelling out of town for a tour the day before, my friends and I have bought tickets with the intent of making a night of it. I’m the first one there, so I wait near the door for my friends to arrive. I usually work at this cinema and there are a few regular customers who will bother me out of uniform but most of the time the customers leave me be… except for tonight.)

Customer #1: “Excuse me, what time is [Film #2] showing?”

Me: “Sorry, don’t know.”

Customer #1: *gives me a strange look and walks off*

(Five minutes later.)

Customer #2: “Excuse me; do you work here?”

Me: “Um, not tonight.”

Customer #2: “Well, can you help me, anyway? I need to know what time [Film #3] finishes.”

Me: “Sorry, I don’t know that. I’m just waiting for someone, but someone over at the counter can help you.”

Customer #2: *storms off* “How rude.”

(Two minutes later:)

Customer #3: “Excuse me. Do you work here?”

(I’m sick of this by now so I figure it’s easier to just lie.)

Me: “No.”

Customer #3: *stares at me for a minute before leaving*

(Soon my friends arrive and I relay what’s happened.)

Friend: “Well… you do realise what you’re wearing, don’t you?”

(I was wearing a jacket I bought at the tour the day before, almost the exact same red as the cinema’s uniform, and across the back in large, glittery letters are the words, “You’re Welcome.” No wonder people thought I could help them!)

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