I had to hit up a pharmacy and a food store tonight so I took the two wheel transport to get there (hurray for plausible excuses to use it!). Anywho... the pharmacy visit was pretty normal. They did not, however, have some of the snacky things I need for the kids lunches. To the food store!
I go in, and after some deliberation, decide to take off my helmet. Mostly so I could put ear plugs in for the ride back home. I enter into the void that is the store and exit as quickly as can be done. And then, it happened. I was walking to my parked bike in front of the store (they only had one entrance open).
Really Old Dude: "Do you work here?"
Me: *only barely registers the noise"
ROD: <louder> "Do you work here?!"
Me: *dawns on me he's talking to ME*. "No"
Now, keep in mind. I'm wearing a highlighter yellow jacket, carrying a Motorcycle helmet, with a backpack. How exactly does that scream out that I work at the food store?
I go in, and after some deliberation, decide to take off my helmet. Mostly so I could put ear plugs in for the ride back home. I enter into the void that is the store and exit as quickly as can be done. And then, it happened. I was walking to my parked bike in front of the store (they only had one entrance open).
Really Old Dude: "Do you work here?"
Me: *only barely registers the noise"
ROD: <louder> "Do you work here?!"
Me: *dawns on me he's talking to ME*. "No"
Now, keep in mind. I'm wearing a highlighter yellow jacket, carrying a Motorcycle helmet, with a backpack. How exactly does that scream out that I work at the food store?
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