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Old 07-25-2007, 08:35 PM
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I enjoy a little flirt here and there (who doesnt), but if it got outta hand like Plum Sauce dude, I would have said something too.
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Old 07-25-2007, 08:48 PM
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Yeah, I'm not amused by customers flirting with me either. I try to take my job seriously and I consider any reciprocation highly unprofessional on my part. Still, I've had a few occasions where it was just really bad

The worst happened when I was working at a candy store, I'd usually clerk by myself. The store was empty one evening and I was counting down the minutes to close when two teenage white-trash girls come in. They're the type you can tell by the way they act that they're kinda wild, and both are wearing tube tops and one was wearing a skirt(this will be important later). I will not lie. They were cute...-ish.

They proceed to get bags and fill them with their favorites before bringing it up to the counter. After weigh-in, they're a couple dollars short and I inform them that they can't put candy back.

One then looks at me and says "you can't make up the difference can you?" and the other adds a "yeah, please?" I tell them I can't, and they tell me to hold on a sec, then proceed to retreat to a corner of the store and whisper to eachother, one apparently trying to get the other to agree to something. They reached an accord and came back to the counter. "Okay," says the first, "will you make up the difference if we show you our boobs?" I was going to protest no when almost simultaneously the tube-tops came down.

Now, I'm a red-blooded male who likes the female form, but I have to be well-prepared for nudity and it has to be in the appropriate place. I was at work, enforcing corporate policy (which was that candy that cannot be paid for is to keep in in store, in the bag, and sell it 25% off), and so I was not amused. I told them no.

The leader then turns to her skirt-clad friend "What about this? She's not wearing any underwear. Show him your pussy!" and up the skirt went without hesitation, to which I replied "I'm calling mall security. Get out now!"

That was the worst hit-on I ever got at any job, but I have had quite a few flirters try to woo me into marking down a train set or model they were buying for daddy.

Old 07-25-2007, 08:57 PM
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I once had a girl hit on me. My back was facing her as I was restocking shelves, she saw my short hair and starts flirting with me asking if I'm single and if I'm good in bed and asking which aisle the condoms were in. (I didn't answer any of her questions by the way.) My back is still facing her 'cause I don't want her to see me stiffling my giggles. Then she tries to give me her phone number by slipping it in my jeans. At that point I turned around, took the number, handed it back to her and said in my obviously high-pitched girly voice that I already had a boyfriend and I wasn't interested. When she heard me speak, the look on her face was priceless. She quickly grabbed the paper and fast-walked right out of the aisle. Later, I see her again with one of her friends, who is laughing her ass off, and shouting for the whole store and the North Pole to hear, "I can't believe you hit on a girl!" The girl was trying to shut her friend up when she saw me and immediatly looked in the other direction while turning the same color as Heinz ketchup.
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Old 07-25-2007, 09:16 PM
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I remember one particularly embarassing incident when I worked as a banquet server at our town's local Italian restaurant.

I was 20 at the time and a wedding reception in our banquet hall was winding down at about 1AM. Now this restaurant had a portable dance floor that had to be disasembled via a star-bitted tool. So as I was starting to take apart the dance floor, I got a caressing tap on my shoulder and turned around to see who was trying to get my attention. Now, as a quick aside, let me just say that some of the family at this reception were quite liberal in the amount of spirits that they consumed and were quite "social" as a result of it. As I turn around, I see this semi-attractive 30'ish woman who is obviously about 10 sheets to a hurricane, standing over me, and this is the conversation that followed:

SPW=Spirits Possessed Woman
Me = Dur.

Me: Hello, can I help you?

SPW : H--hi, I was wondering if you could just leave the dance floor up for a little while longer.

Me: I am sorry mam, but I have already discussed the arrangements with the bride and groom, and they have already agreed that the dance floor is to be removed at this point.

SPWNow slightly more perky/bubbley) Oh, ok.

She wanders off at this point, and I continue to take apart the dance floor slab by slab. About five minutes goes by and I have the dance floor half done, and again I receive that familiar caressing tap, only this time on my bottom and obviously more "friendly". I was so startled that I almost dropped the square slab I was holding onto my already sore feet. I turn around startled and there is the same woman, now cracking a sly smile, and this is the second round of conversation that ensues:

(At this point also keep in mind that I am standing by this woman's father and her sister, who is the bride)

Me: Mam?

SPWSloshed, purring tone of voice) Can you just leave the dance floor up for a little while longer?

Me: I am sorry mam, but as I explained before, the bride and groom have requested the dance floor be taken down as per compliance to our restaurant's policy.

SPWSame purring, sloshed tone) Oh c'mon, (at this point she gets closer to me) I'll make it worth your while.

Me: (Raises eyebrow)Exscuse me, but I don't exactly understand.

SPWIn a not so quiet one of voice) I'll give you ten dollars and (wait for it ,wait for it, wait for it)a blowjob.

The father bride stood wideeyed and shocked, the waitress helping on this banquet let out a strangled little laugh, and I nearly dropped the slab on my feet for the second time. Luckily, my quick wit kicked in and responded with:

Me: I am sorry mam, but while I am flattered for the offer, I am afraid I must decline.

SPWPerplexed, drunken, purring, tone) Why?

Me: Because the bill already has included a gratuity.

With that, and a mirthful smile, I turned and carted out the slab I was holding leaving SPW standing there confused while her father and sister were trying to correctly express themselves as the conflicting emotions of anger at their relative's' actions and the humor of my response churned in their brains. I finally got the last of the slabs back into our storage area and as I came back into the banquet hall, I see non-other than SPW, in her drunken glory, dancing on top of what was the head table for this wedding reception. Needless to say, her father and sister were less than amused and were scolding her to come down from the table. Finally, SPW's husband/boyfriend/etc. decided to take her home and himself did not look amused by his significant other's actions and sternly escorted her from building. As Tracey(The Waitress helping me with said banquet)and I were finishing up and discussing the nights events, the father of the bride came walking back into the banquet hall and profusely apologized for his daughter's actions and offered us a white envelope as compensation for maintaining our composure with what had been a strenuous and rowdy reception. We thanked greatly and saw him off for the evening. When all was quiet we looked in the white envelop and it contained, I kid you not, about $400.00. We were both shocked because that was an extra $200.00 on top of what was already going to be a nice gratuity from the bill.

Needless to say, word got around to the serving staff and management of the place and that night became a sort of "legend" in the restaurant. Even after leaving the place seven years ago, I still get comments about that "Infamous Evening" and have even had the one manager, also a woman, take a 10 dollar bill and snap it between her hands as she gave me an evil smile. I turned beat red with embarassment , what can I say. Ahh well, the events life throws your way.

Old 07-25-2007, 09:28 PM
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Can't say I've ever had this.

Wearing a butcher's apron and carrying a big old knife probably had effect when I was in retail. My picture (along with those of colleagues) on the cover of catalogues probably has an effect now.


Old 07-25-2007, 09:32 PM
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I get a fair few of my customers flirting with me. I don't see why- I guess I'm average to slightly above in terms of attractiveness, but I rarely wear makeup or make any effort at work, and ou uniforms make me look like a shapeless, unwell zombie.

I don't mind if it's respectful and flattering. I hate 'alrigh' darlin'! Wanna go have some fun?! *wink*'
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Old 07-25-2007, 09:44 PM
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As I'm completely oblivious, I don't think I have ever been hit on at work. Probably the closest I've come was on the way to work on the bus a girl struck up a conversation with me about my book and we had a quick conversation. It was a basic "drive-by" flirt, in, out, low rejection, fond memories...

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Old 07-25-2007, 10:19 PM
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I've never really been hit on at any of my jobs. Most of them weren't really much in the way of customer interaction.

Well, actually, there was the one time I was manning the table for my mother and aunt at a craft show. This guy walked up, your typical really cute, 20-something surfer type. If it weren't for the fact that I was engaged, I totally would have gone out to dinner with him. The fact that he was about as dumb as a post would have meant I wouldn't have gone a second time, however. Sure was cute, tho.

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Old 07-25-2007, 10:58 PM
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When I was 20, I managed a jewelry store, and got a pretty decent discount there. One of my first purchases was a small sapphire and diamond "daisy" ring that I wore on my left ring finger for no reason. One night, about midnight, I was at the grocery store and this guy comes striding down the aisle towards me, stops in front of me, pulls my left hand out of my front pocket, sees the ring, goes "Oh, you're taken" and continues down the aisle and around the corner.

From the other side of the coin, I've used one line with 100% effectiveness rate:
Go up beside the guy, put my arm around him, smile, and say, "You look like somebody I ought to know." Now admittedly, I used this line in a bar each time, but I ended up dating long term each of the guys I've used it on.

And I'm not telling what I used on my current DH beyond "I'm inebriated..."
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Old 07-25-2007, 11:51 PM
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I work at Kmart and I rarely EVER get hit on, but I consider myself pretty good looking. The only people that ever hit on me are usually old men, and still, that's pretty rare. Kinda makes me depressed!
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