Aarglefarg
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I was serving a customer a few months ago and she said "You think people don't know who you are?" and she asked about my sister and she said she didn't know my name but that she would just call me [says a shortened version of my name]. I don't know who she is but despite her weirdness I am talkative and friendly, playing off her and then she left a parting shot with a nasty tone: "You really should talk more".So I'm pretty sure this customer guy at work (I'm at work rn, cleaning the bathroom because my boss is getting revenge at me by making me do every chore we have) just hardcore flirted with me.
I went to where he was (we have to greet customers) and I said hi how can I help you. And he grabs onto my hand and shakes my hand. I feel like I'm being manhandled. He says "Hi Crayons" with Crayons standing for my real name. Keep in mind I'm not wearing a nametag.
He asks if I remember him. (How do I know him?
How does he know my name? Did I sleep with him? Hes quite the handsome man) I say no sorry that I don't. He then tries to jog my memory with details so I fake remembering him. Right of course I remember who you are!
So he tells me that he lost his phone. I ask him if he has insurance. I give him details and offer him the insurance number. Mind you, I'm stuttering in my words because I'm really nervous. He asks my coworker if he remembers him and surprisingly my coworker actually does remember him. He then asks how come my coworker remembers him and I dont. He's looking dead into my eyes. I make up some excuse about bad memory. So I finally look up the insurance number and offer it to him. He says he already knows the number. He says goodbye and he leaves
There was another time I served one of the three people I have done sex at also. I think he realised but nothing was said. It wasn't likely that he would go shopping there!