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This is possibly going to be the start of a very very strange thread. Still, it could be fun too.
Have you ever worked in a place that you were certain was haunted? Maybe the place just didn't feel right, or maybe there was something that always seemed to happen you couldn't explain. Ever been in a place like that? Or, have you ever had one of those nights when, for some strange reason you didn't feel alone? Well, share those stories. As always, I'll start with two of my own. One retail, one not.
When I first started with Moore's, something bothered me about the store. Though, from what I'm told, I wasn't the only one. The other manager (asm like myself) often noticed strange little things. For the most part, it was just the little things that got to us. Sometimes, when closing alone, you'd be sitting in the office and SWEAR you heard some childish giggle in the store itself. Of course, once you headed in there to check, the store was empty. Other times, you might sit there with the door open to the store itself and see a little child (usually a black haired boy) run past the door as if playing hide and seek. Again, the store would be checked, but you'd find nothing.
Sometimes, things would move. Small things, like layaways would vanish, only to be found the next day stuck in one of the strangest places. Places which even I, with my six foot eight self, had a hard time reaching up to. Other times, you'd come in only to find the office work stacked off to one side as though someone had worked upon it. Yet, no one was there.
Two instances stuck in my mind, and to this day remain unexplained. Two instances that still bother me yet, some five years later.
One night, I was closing. Now the store had 8 dressing rooms which I had to open before leaving. These dressing rooms were laid out so if I stood in the center of the store (yes, it was a smallish store) I could see all the doors. I went about that night, opening all the doors, checking the dressing rooms; and moving on. When I reached Men's, I noticed that one of the doors was very difficult to open. Finally I got it open, only to see no reason why it was so hard. Shrugging it off I headed into the office to do my work. I think, it took me another thirty minutes to clear things up, clock out in back and then walk out front. It wasn't until I got halfway out the store that I realised, upon looking around me, that every single dressing room door had closed. I was the only person in the store then, and left very quickly afterward.
Another night, was witnessed by my manger. He even came up to check the store with me and then made a very interesting suggestion. Two quick words of. "Get out." said to me when he came out of the back. Something, had spooked him but he never said what.
The incident that night occured as I was working in the office. Sitting there, I heard the sound of something fall to the floor in the shoes area. At first, I thought a box had shifted, but then I heard it again. This time louder. Like several boxes had fallen. I thought then, that oh lords...I'm in here with someone. That's the worst thing which can happen. Kicking the safe closed I hunkered down in the office. Again I heard it, this cascade of boxes being dropped, then it began to sound as though they were being thrown across the store. Looking out, I couldn't see any movement or sound, but I quickly called the manager (protocol). "M___" I said on the phone. "I've got a problem." he could hear the noise and asked what's up and I told him to just get here. Get here now. M___ came in, complete with a police escort. Using his key, he opened the front. By then the sounds had stopped, only to pick up again in the back. (Near where I was.) I dropped everything, darted out to the cop and M and must have been white as a sheet. M___ told me to stay behind, that he and the officer would check the back. I was nervous about it but did as told. A moment later, the officer came back, M___ still in the back. The officer also looked strange. No pun inteneded, but as though he had seen a ghost. He didn't say anything to me, just left out front and wouldn't come back in. That's when M___ came out and told me to get out.
To this day, I don't know what they saw, and what caused all that noise. Personally, I think something was not happy with me being there, or with the store itself. Something that wanted us out.
It's worth noting, that sometimes, when I closed, I felt as though someone was standing in the Ladies' department watching me. Once or twice, I caught a glimpse of a man or woman ( I can't be sure) with a very very evil? Angry maybe? look on their face. Again, it was as though they just wanted me OUT!
Have you ever worked in a place that you were certain was haunted? Maybe the place just didn't feel right, or maybe there was something that always seemed to happen you couldn't explain. Ever been in a place like that? Or, have you ever had one of those nights when, for some strange reason you didn't feel alone? Well, share those stories. As always, I'll start with two of my own. One retail, one not.
When I first started with Moore's, something bothered me about the store. Though, from what I'm told, I wasn't the only one. The other manager (asm like myself) often noticed strange little things. For the most part, it was just the little things that got to us. Sometimes, when closing alone, you'd be sitting in the office and SWEAR you heard some childish giggle in the store itself. Of course, once you headed in there to check, the store was empty. Other times, you might sit there with the door open to the store itself and see a little child (usually a black haired boy) run past the door as if playing hide and seek. Again, the store would be checked, but you'd find nothing.
Sometimes, things would move. Small things, like layaways would vanish, only to be found the next day stuck in one of the strangest places. Places which even I, with my six foot eight self, had a hard time reaching up to. Other times, you'd come in only to find the office work stacked off to one side as though someone had worked upon it. Yet, no one was there.
Two instances stuck in my mind, and to this day remain unexplained. Two instances that still bother me yet, some five years later.
One night, I was closing. Now the store had 8 dressing rooms which I had to open before leaving. These dressing rooms were laid out so if I stood in the center of the store (yes, it was a smallish store) I could see all the doors. I went about that night, opening all the doors, checking the dressing rooms; and moving on. When I reached Men's, I noticed that one of the doors was very difficult to open. Finally I got it open, only to see no reason why it was so hard. Shrugging it off I headed into the office to do my work. I think, it took me another thirty minutes to clear things up, clock out in back and then walk out front. It wasn't until I got halfway out the store that I realised, upon looking around me, that every single dressing room door had closed. I was the only person in the store then, and left very quickly afterward.
Another night, was witnessed by my manger. He even came up to check the store with me and then made a very interesting suggestion. Two quick words of. "Get out." said to me when he came out of the back. Something, had spooked him but he never said what.
The incident that night occured as I was working in the office. Sitting there, I heard the sound of something fall to the floor in the shoes area. At first, I thought a box had shifted, but then I heard it again. This time louder. Like several boxes had fallen. I thought then, that oh lords...I'm in here with someone. That's the worst thing which can happen. Kicking the safe closed I hunkered down in the office. Again I heard it, this cascade of boxes being dropped, then it began to sound as though they were being thrown across the store. Looking out, I couldn't see any movement or sound, but I quickly called the manager (protocol). "M___" I said on the phone. "I've got a problem." he could hear the noise and asked what's up and I told him to just get here. Get here now. M___ came in, complete with a police escort. Using his key, he opened the front. By then the sounds had stopped, only to pick up again in the back. (Near where I was.) I dropped everything, darted out to the cop and M and must have been white as a sheet. M___ told me to stay behind, that he and the officer would check the back. I was nervous about it but did as told. A moment later, the officer came back, M___ still in the back. The officer also looked strange. No pun inteneded, but as though he had seen a ghost. He didn't say anything to me, just left out front and wouldn't come back in. That's when M___ came out and told me to get out.
To this day, I don't know what they saw, and what caused all that noise. Personally, I think something was not happy with me being there, or with the store itself. Something that wanted us out.
It's worth noting, that sometimes, when I closed, I felt as though someone was standing in the Ladies' department watching me. Once or twice, I caught a glimpse of a man or woman ( I can't be sure) with a very very evil? Angry maybe? look on their face. Again, it was as though they just wanted me OUT!
Maybe he was trying to get in, after a long day of farm work, or looking for his cat, I don't know. Whatever it was, it disappeared after a few seconds.
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