Brain burp sighting coming up...
Okay. So I work in a national park for a concessionaire (a company which has a contract with the NPS to provide specific services within a park). Another concessionaire owns the grocery store. I just got my first paycheck and had taken some of the resultant money to load up on groceries, since I've been very strapped for cash for about a month and living mostly on bread, peanut butter, and noodles.
I thus have a cart loaded with enough food for two weeks, and I'm pulling up to the checkout line. I am always very careful when off-duty not to dress in anything resembling a uniform. I'm wearing men's corduroy pants (I'm a woman), a wallet with a chain, generic hiking/tennis shoe hybrids, and a white T-shirt celebrating a very obscure scientific study in a place nobody's ever heard of. An enormous pair of headphones is hanging around my neck. Note that the uniforms in the grocery store involve dark blue shirts and khaki pants.
This woman walks up to me and says "Excuse me. EXCUSE ME!"
"Yeah?"
"Do you work here?"
"No..."
"You don't?" As if she was waiting for me to stop lying and help her.
"No..." I looked down at my loaded cart, and back up at her, waiting for her synapses to fire.
"OH." and she stomped off toward the customer service desk, apparently not seeing any of the three cashiers she passed on her way there.
Okay. So I work in a national park for a concessionaire (a company which has a contract with the NPS to provide specific services within a park). Another concessionaire owns the grocery store. I just got my first paycheck and had taken some of the resultant money to load up on groceries, since I've been very strapped for cash for about a month and living mostly on bread, peanut butter, and noodles.
I thus have a cart loaded with enough food for two weeks, and I'm pulling up to the checkout line. I am always very careful when off-duty not to dress in anything resembling a uniform. I'm wearing men's corduroy pants (I'm a woman), a wallet with a chain, generic hiking/tennis shoe hybrids, and a white T-shirt celebrating a very obscure scientific study in a place nobody's ever heard of. An enormous pair of headphones is hanging around my neck. Note that the uniforms in the grocery store involve dark blue shirts and khaki pants.
This woman walks up to me and says "Excuse me. EXCUSE ME!"
"Yeah?"
"Do you work here?"
"No..."
"You don't?" As if she was waiting for me to stop lying and help her.
"No..." I looked down at my loaded cart, and back up at her, waiting for her synapses to fire.
"OH." and she stomped off toward the customer service desk, apparently not seeing any of the three cashiers she passed on her way there.
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