#boxyworks

[strangenewgirls]

me: i don't sleep.

coworker: that explains a lot, actually.

me: no, this is just who i am as a person.

[strangenewgirls]

me: hallo! wie gehts es ihnen?

customer: are you german?

me: nein, nein.

customer: but you have a german accent.

me: ah, nein! ich habe eine pampelmuse weisen.

customer: you're speaking german! i lived in germany for three years.

me: oh, nein!

[strangenewgirls]

one time someone pooped in the bread aisle and twenty-two people played 'clean the poop' chicken

[strangenewgirls]

Customer, yelling: I know you're busy but the least you could do is help me!

Me: What? I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm deaf in this ear.

Customer: Then you need to listen harder.

Me, internally: That's not how it works.

Me: How can I help you, ma'am?

Customer: By listening to me when I speak to you!

[strangenewgirls]

yesterday at work, i saw a man who had arzier‘s face but chris evans’ (nanny diaries cevans, not marvel cevans) body.

today at work, i saw a man who looked exactly like jared leto (jesus hair leto).

this trend can go nowhere good.

[strangenewgirls]

trigger warning for stalking and harassment??? minorly???

i keep forgetting to tell someone this; tbh i think i'm trying to block it out

so friday at work i was doing a roaming event (i was walking around the sales floor instead of waiting behind a stand) and one dude kept coming back to me. over and over. which isn't unusual; people like to get multiple samples and...whatever.

but this guy wasn't accepting samples and he was making me uncomfortable and on my first 'break' i was heading to the back and passed him and he kind of started to trail me???

and i tried not to think anything of it and just went back and returned by my usual route. like, i pass a lot of departments, so maybe he needed to pick something up???

but then on my next trip back he trailed me so i took a closer door to the back (i usually take the third closest door over; i took the first) and on the way back i took the fourth door but when i came out of the department in front of four (sporting goods) and turned, he was standing at the end of the aisle leading up to door 3 (my usual door, that he followed me to before, behind toys) so i rerouted to avoid him.

and this is why i don't use my real name at work.

long story short, if i see him follow me anywhere ever again, i'm reporting him. but it keeps popping up in my head and my skin gets all crawl-y.

like. why you gotta make me feel unsafe in a fucking wal-mart, asswipe?