Apparently, I work everywhere!
I love wearing a uniform to work. When I wake up in the morning, I don’t have to bother with the all-time question, ”What am I going to wear today?” Gives me less time in the closet and more time in Sleepy Land.
For those of you that know me, you know what I have to wear to work. Not exactly flattering and I stand out like a sore thumb outside of my mo’. (Whatever that means!) Sometimes I do run errands after my shifts because I know if I go home to change, I’ll get caught up with something or another and never run my errand.
Today’s errand was grocery shopping at Target. I’m not familiar with Super Target’s layout at all, so I’m wandering around looking for my chocolate chip cookie dough Slim Fast bars. (And yes, they are as amazing as they sound.) I appreciate Target’s layout and gigantic signs, but none of them said “health bars” or “energy bars.” During my trek, red shirts were everywhere restocking, and a group of red shirted women with Target name tags just happen to be the answer to my quest.
Me: “Excuse me, do you happen to know where the energy bars are?”
Woman 1: “Yes, they should be on aisle B13 over there.” (Points to aisle a few rows down, not in the grocery section I had been combing.)
Me: “Oh! Ok! Thank you!”
Woman 2: (Places Texas Poker Championship game for the PC in my cart.)
Me: Thanks! (Smiles. Smiles at all three ladies. Laughs.)
My brain: Oooh! Free gift!
Me: (Pauses. Picks up game to get a better look.)
My brain: Wait! This is a product! One that you’re not even interested in! What?!
Me: (Extends product back out to Woman 2. Still smiling. But nervously.)
Woman 2: Oh, it goes over there somewhere. (Points in vague direction.)
Me: Oh yeah? Um, ok!
All four of us: (Awkward pause.)
My brain: *CLICK!!!*
Me: Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t work here!
I continued my trek for my cookie dough bars of goodness and could hear the laughing for at least two minutes. Woman 2 kept saying, “I thought she worked here! I thought she worked here!” I got a good chuckle and I got my bars.
What’s weird is that they wear red polo shirts and I was wearing a white button up shirt and black tie. And what’s weirder is that this isn’t the first time by any means. Actually, I think this happens almost everytime I run an errand at a retail store of some sort. Blockbuster Video, Wal-Mart, the mall… I think this may be the first time that an employee actually thought I was a coworker. Good times.
By mandaloo, December 12, 2006 @ 7:33 am
hahahahahahaha…
By Matt 4, December 16, 2006 @ 12:30 am
Haha, this happens to me a lot too. People ask me shit all the time in Walmart. I guess they figure people wearing ties in a Walmart instantly equal a manager.
By Ron, December 23, 2006 @ 10:40 pm
LOL… I can’t count how many times I’ve had people make the same mistake when I would go shopping after getting off of work.
Of course, I’ve never been mistaken as an employee by an ACTUAL EMPLOYEE of the store I was shopping in. Kudos on that.
Hope you have a very Merry Christmas, Nina, and may God bless you in this upcoming New Year.