I had a super slow night, but the weirdest thing happened. Not a good weird thing either.
Two men come into my department. I ask if they need help. They don't so I leave them alone. After a minute or two one of them comes up and asks me about a price for one of our pay as you go phones.
I went to the aisle because I didn't know which one he was talking about. After telling him the price after tax he said something about making a deal because his money "wasn't good enough" or something to that effect. The men were Haitian, and the one I was talking to wouldn't speak up very much, and he had an accent so I had the hardest time understanding him. The rest basically went like this(kinda paraphrased as I don't remember it exactly):
G: The guy I was talking to. He was probably in his late 20's if I had to guess.
Me:
Me: Ahh, well I'm sorry. It's already on sale so I can't discount it any more. I'd love to, but I'd get in trouble. I could hold it for you if you needed to get more money.
G: So do you have a husband?
Me:
Haha..Um, no I don't. (Then I try to explain that the only time we could give discounts is if an item is damaged, but he starts talking before I get a chance)
G: Oh so you're not married?
Me: Uhh...Nope!
G: What was your name?
Me: (I tell him and he looks at my nametag at the same time
)
G: And how old are you?
Me: Umm...I'm 19. (I'm starting to get very creeped out at that point. It was just weird before, but what's with the interrogation?)
G: (He laughs, then asks) So did you have a boyfriend then?
Me: Yep! I sure do. He's great! (I have no boyfriend)
G: When are you two getting married?
Me: Uh, I have no idea. We haven't even talked about marriage.
G: Oh, well will you make sure to invite me to the wedding?
Me: *WTF dude?!* -stutter- -confused sounds-
G: So could you give me your number?
Me: Ahhh...umm..well I don't really give out my number....
G: Will you take mine?
Me: *LEAVEEEE* Yeah sure
G: (He says it then asks why I didn't have my phone out to put the number in)
Me: Well I can't have my phone out on the floor. I'll get in trouble. (I turn away from him to walk out of the aisle cause I'm creeped out and angry at this point and want him gone.)
G: (Follows me out of the aisle to my register which I stand behind for personal space, and asks for paper to write his number on)
Me: Yeah sure if you want to give me your number that bad. (I hand him a piece of paper and he excitedly scribbles his number and name onto it)
G: Make sure you text me.
Me: Yeah....Ok....*No way!!*
And they FINALLY left. The man he was with didn't say much. I don't think he stole or anything but my back was to the exit of the aisle I was standing in and the whole department, so who knows.
The guy seemed pretty serious though. Why would you do that to a girl? Unless you WANT to creep her out. Ugh.
Two men come into my department. I ask if they need help. They don't so I leave them alone. After a minute or two one of them comes up and asks me about a price for one of our pay as you go phones.
I went to the aisle because I didn't know which one he was talking about. After telling him the price after tax he said something about making a deal because his money "wasn't good enough" or something to that effect. The men were Haitian, and the one I was talking to wouldn't speak up very much, and he had an accent so I had the hardest time understanding him. The rest basically went like this(kinda paraphrased as I don't remember it exactly):
G: The guy I was talking to. He was probably in his late 20's if I had to guess.
Me:

Me: Ahh, well I'm sorry. It's already on sale so I can't discount it any more. I'd love to, but I'd get in trouble. I could hold it for you if you needed to get more money.
G: So do you have a husband?
Me:

G: Oh so you're not married?
Me: Uhh...Nope!
G: What was your name?
Me: (I tell him and he looks at my nametag at the same time

G: And how old are you?
Me: Umm...I'm 19. (I'm starting to get very creeped out at that point. It was just weird before, but what's with the interrogation?)
G: (He laughs, then asks) So did you have a boyfriend then?
Me: Yep! I sure do. He's great! (I have no boyfriend)
G: When are you two getting married?
Me: Uh, I have no idea. We haven't even talked about marriage.
G: Oh, well will you make sure to invite me to the wedding?
Me: *WTF dude?!* -stutter- -confused sounds-
G: So could you give me your number?
Me: Ahhh...umm..well I don't really give out my number....
G: Will you take mine?
Me: *LEAVEEEE* Yeah sure
G: (He says it then asks why I didn't have my phone out to put the number in)
Me: Well I can't have my phone out on the floor. I'll get in trouble. (I turn away from him to walk out of the aisle cause I'm creeped out and angry at this point and want him gone.)
G: (Follows me out of the aisle to my register which I stand behind for personal space, and asks for paper to write his number on)
Me: Yeah sure if you want to give me your number that bad. (I hand him a piece of paper and he excitedly scribbles his number and name onto it)
G: Make sure you text me.
Me: Yeah....Ok....*No way!!*
And they FINALLY left. The man he was with didn't say much. I don't think he stole or anything but my back was to the exit of the aisle I was standing in and the whole department, so who knows.
The guy seemed pretty serious though. Why would you do that to a girl? Unless you WANT to creep her out. Ugh.
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