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This wasn't really sucky, just...odd.
My boyfriend and I were at a craft store getting various spray paints and clear coatings for a couple of projects. We were comparing various paints between ourselves when this woman came into the isle. We tried to squeeze along the sides to accomodate her and her cart, but she managed to hit both of us on her way through anyway. Then she stopped between us and asked my boyfriend where she would find a tawny-colored paint to paint a concrete statue. My boyfriend's in a tank top, running shorts & a bandanna because we were going to the gym after. He points her towards the acrylics and she hems & haws a bit then asks ME to get her some of the browns. I'm wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt that says 'Crying, it's puking for the soul' and I had my arms full of stuff to buy, but I get her some of the colors she was interested in. She then asks us about how much paint she should buy, then asks us where the glue would be. Luckily the glue was right in the same isle so we pointed it out to her and got the heck out of there!
We just really, really didn't look like we worked there. I could see if maybe she had just wanted a second opinion (like do these colors look like they match), but we were just about doing her shopping for her!
My boyfriend and I were at a craft store getting various spray paints and clear coatings for a couple of projects. We were comparing various paints between ourselves when this woman came into the isle. We tried to squeeze along the sides to accomodate her and her cart, but she managed to hit both of us on her way through anyway. Then she stopped between us and asked my boyfriend where she would find a tawny-colored paint to paint a concrete statue. My boyfriend's in a tank top, running shorts & a bandanna because we were going to the gym after. He points her towards the acrylics and she hems & haws a bit then asks ME to get her some of the browns. I'm wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt that says 'Crying, it's puking for the soul' and I had my arms full of stuff to buy, but I get her some of the colors she was interested in. She then asks us about how much paint she should buy, then asks us where the glue would be. Luckily the glue was right in the same isle so we pointed it out to her and got the heck out of there!
We just really, really didn't look like we worked there. I could see if maybe she had just wanted a second opinion (like do these colors look like they match), but we were just about doing her shopping for her!
" Failure to take that to heart will result in an additional, "Oh well, guess you're on your own, bitch."
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