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This happened to me just earlier today . . .
I was helping out on the floor today because we're shorthanded and it was busy, my job normally is posting auctions on eBay (I work at a Pawn Shop, btw).
So, I go over to this gentleman (right . . .) in jewelry. This is gold jewelry, some fairly spendy, some not. This guy was a little touched in the head . . . in other words, he's a real nut job (this took me a few minutes to figure it out, he hid it pretty well). He kept looking at different rings, which is what customers usually do. Then he kept looking up at me, at my face and just stare at me. It was getting really creepy. I kept busying my eyes with other things, like watching the tv and just keeping an eye on the floor. No way in hell would I be making eye contact with this weirdo.
So he taking an insane amount of time looking at rings/necklaces and all that, most customers move on after awhile, especially the ones who know they can't afford it. Well, then he moved onto our cheaper cases, with the sterling silver stuff. Dirt cheap, about 4 bucks a ring or so. There aren't a whole lot in those cases.
Again, he takes forever, doing the whole stare at the item, then stare at my face and "I see lots of pretty things." . . . Yah, whatever dude. After about an hour or so, he picks out a few things from the silver case, took him about a good half an hour to do it. Saying how he wanted to buy these and put that on layaway and how he doesn't have a whole lot of money. . . Oh and btw, he mumbled and laughed to himself a lot.
I start the whole layaway process with the items he wanted to put on layaway. I go as far as almost sending the order through to print up a receipt, at this point you can't backup and add anything else, if you mess up, the receipt will have to be voided and you'll have to start all over again. So get that far, tell him how much it'll be to make the down payment. Then instead of giving me the money, he asks what the total of everything will be ('cause I have to do separate transactions for layaway and the sale). I do the math on the calculator and tell him roughly what it'll be. Then he wants to put more of his items on layaway, purchase two little items and wants to find something else to put on layaway.
Fine. I'm getting fairly pissed now, 'cause I've got work to do. But I keep my cool. He hovers over the silver case some more (I've still got my transaction up on the computer because he hasn't paid yet, I don't want to send it through yet either). He hovers about ten minutes, asks a few more questions, stares for a bit then decides on another item. I add it to his layaway pile. Tell him what the total is and pretty much tell him to pay so I can continue with his other transactions. I'm almost getting the feeling he wants to steal too, but I never gave him the chance.
Finally! His transactions are done, he still stands there. He's got all his receipts, but he's just standing there like a bump on a log. "O.k., your done now, hang on to those receipts for when you pick the items up . . ." I busy myself with putting the layaway items away and writing down my sale ('cause it's just what we have to do).
What does he do? Wants to go and look at more jewelry (in the gold cases again). Arrg. Fine. We go over to the cases. Luckily for me, there are other customers there, so I'm helping them while helping him. It's nice break to talk to NORMAL people for once. Again, he's doing the staring thing. Now he's trying to find out what kind of rings I like, and what size I wear. He points at my ring,
"is this your ring?" *duh*
"yes, I am married" *I made sure to get that married part out*
"is that your only ring?" *I wasn't quite sure where he was going with this, but I replied yes (which was a lie).
So in between real customers, I helped him out. He wasn't looking at the rings anymore, he was just pointing now. He'd say, "I like this one, do you like this one?"
"No." I knew he wasn't gonna buy a ring (these are upwards of 200-300 dollars each at least). Now he's just wasting my time, 'cause I was out of customers to deal with. He kept saying how someone else was gonna come in and put like five rings (that he picked out) on layaway or purchase them or somethin like that.
Then I tell him, "well, I've gotta go now, I've got work to do . . ."
Then he comes out with, "I just wanna say one thing to you, I love you."
As the title goes, Ew, ew, ewwwww!!! I vomited inwardly. Ick. He's gross, smelled of hair products (like gel, or spray or whatever, not b.o. surprisingly).
"O.k." I took off, tried to surround myself with more normal customers.
Do any of you girls (or guys!) ever get gross people hittin' on you? I hope this guy doesn't stalk me or anything . . . luckily I don't work on the floor that often, so I don't have to deal with the public "physically."
I was helping out on the floor today because we're shorthanded and it was busy, my job normally is posting auctions on eBay (I work at a Pawn Shop, btw).
So, I go over to this gentleman (right . . .) in jewelry. This is gold jewelry, some fairly spendy, some not. This guy was a little touched in the head . . . in other words, he's a real nut job (this took me a few minutes to figure it out, he hid it pretty well). He kept looking at different rings, which is what customers usually do. Then he kept looking up at me, at my face and just stare at me. It was getting really creepy. I kept busying my eyes with other things, like watching the tv and just keeping an eye on the floor. No way in hell would I be making eye contact with this weirdo.
So he taking an insane amount of time looking at rings/necklaces and all that, most customers move on after awhile, especially the ones who know they can't afford it. Well, then he moved onto our cheaper cases, with the sterling silver stuff. Dirt cheap, about 4 bucks a ring or so. There aren't a whole lot in those cases.
Again, he takes forever, doing the whole stare at the item, then stare at my face and "I see lots of pretty things." . . . Yah, whatever dude. After about an hour or so, he picks out a few things from the silver case, took him about a good half an hour to do it. Saying how he wanted to buy these and put that on layaway and how he doesn't have a whole lot of money. . . Oh and btw, he mumbled and laughed to himself a lot.
I start the whole layaway process with the items he wanted to put on layaway. I go as far as almost sending the order through to print up a receipt, at this point you can't backup and add anything else, if you mess up, the receipt will have to be voided and you'll have to start all over again. So get that far, tell him how much it'll be to make the down payment. Then instead of giving me the money, he asks what the total of everything will be ('cause I have to do separate transactions for layaway and the sale). I do the math on the calculator and tell him roughly what it'll be. Then he wants to put more of his items on layaway, purchase two little items and wants to find something else to put on layaway.
Fine. I'm getting fairly pissed now, 'cause I've got work to do. But I keep my cool. He hovers over the silver case some more (I've still got my transaction up on the computer because he hasn't paid yet, I don't want to send it through yet either). He hovers about ten minutes, asks a few more questions, stares for a bit then decides on another item. I add it to his layaway pile. Tell him what the total is and pretty much tell him to pay so I can continue with his other transactions. I'm almost getting the feeling he wants to steal too, but I never gave him the chance.
Finally! His transactions are done, he still stands there. He's got all his receipts, but he's just standing there like a bump on a log. "O.k., your done now, hang on to those receipts for when you pick the items up . . ." I busy myself with putting the layaway items away and writing down my sale ('cause it's just what we have to do).
What does he do? Wants to go and look at more jewelry (in the gold cases again). Arrg. Fine. We go over to the cases. Luckily for me, there are other customers there, so I'm helping them while helping him. It's nice break to talk to NORMAL people for once. Again, he's doing the staring thing. Now he's trying to find out what kind of rings I like, and what size I wear. He points at my ring,
"is this your ring?" *duh*
"yes, I am married" *I made sure to get that married part out*
"is that your only ring?" *I wasn't quite sure where he was going with this, but I replied yes (which was a lie).
So in between real customers, I helped him out. He wasn't looking at the rings anymore, he was just pointing now. He'd say, "I like this one, do you like this one?"
"No." I knew he wasn't gonna buy a ring (these are upwards of 200-300 dollars each at least). Now he's just wasting my time, 'cause I was out of customers to deal with. He kept saying how someone else was gonna come in and put like five rings (that he picked out) on layaway or purchase them or somethin like that.
Then I tell him, "well, I've gotta go now, I've got work to do . . ."
Then he comes out with, "I just wanna say one thing to you, I love you."
As the title goes, Ew, ew, ewwwww!!! I vomited inwardly. Ick. He's gross, smelled of hair products (like gel, or spray or whatever, not b.o. surprisingly).
"O.k." I took off, tried to surround myself with more normal customers.
Do any of you girls (or guys!) ever get gross people hittin' on you? I hope this guy doesn't stalk me or anything . . . luckily I don't work on the floor that often, so I don't have to deal with the public "physically."
(Just for the record, not ALL of them are gross. It's just the priniciple of the thing.)
I guess the harassment never bothered anyone enough to quit 
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