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[HawaiianShirts]

I worked for a major electronics retailer for about four years. I got a lot of questions for electronic items that we did sell but only online, and most of those customers were reasonable.

The oddest one I had was from a woman who had done about a lap and a half through the store, browsing our stuff. She approached me in the computer department and asked, "So, where do you keep your patio furniture."

I heard a story from one of the managers that, at another store of the same chain, he had a guy ask what they did with "the pizza bar that was upstairs." That store never had an upstairs, let alone a "pizza bar," but the customer was insistent that he had bought pizza inside that store before.

[simplyanother]

Anything that has to do with curtains, bedroom sets, drills and drill bits, DVD's and other assorted electronics, kitchen appliances, and things for the bathroom. Even was asked if we sold computers.

And I work in a craft store.

I was asked if we had an Wii's in stock.


(ditto the craft store)

[morwynskya]

I was once verbally assaulted for not knowing where the house paint might be.

I worked in a book store. A really big book store. Nothing but books as far as the eye could see.

When I recounted the incident to my manager, she laughed and said the building we were in had been a hardware store FIVE YEARS EARLIER.

[Pagan]

I got a phone call last night asking if we sold Port-a-Potties....in the pharmacy of the Mart of Wall. Seems they had a prescription for it, too. I have a feeling they really wanted a bedpan. But when I asked, they insisted no, it was a Port-a-Potty.

[Mnemjian]

I often get asked if we have stationary, newspapers, or magazines, which isn't so weird since it's a used bookstore and books are made out of paper too, I guess Definitely the weirdest thing was if we sold boxes of Kleenex tissue. They're also made out of paper... but still...

[Cookie]

I'm going to tell on myself in this one. I was about 11 when this happened. I was on vacation in a town I didn't know with my father and Disney had just re-released Snow White to theaters. I was pretty much an air-head as a kid. My father dropped my off in front of a plaza with the instructions to go in and ask when Snow White was playing. Now, the neon sign that said "movies" was really scrawly and not very clear, but honestly, one can assume that the business in the plaza with the neon signs would be the movie theater unless my father is dropping me off at a strip club or a casino. I walk right past the theater and step into another door while my father is having a :facepalm: moment watching me from his truck. The decor in this place was pretty simple: grey sofas, coffee tables with magazines. This didn't click in my brain that this wasn't a movie theater. Dingbat me walks up to the desk and asks the nice employees in white coats what time Snow White was playing. The girl who answered was really nice when she told me that this was a doctor's office and the movie theater was further down. I didn't go to the theater. I ran back to the truck and sunk into the floorboard from humiliation.