Here's a mildly amusing tale from this evening...
So I spent about an hour re-merchandising a display case. My store is a kiosk, and this means that I had about 85 pieces of product out on the counter, and four backstock boxes out. So...basically about 140 pairs of Ray Bans. I see some confused old lady come up behind me and plop her upper body on my counter. She is behind me, but I saw her out of the corner of my eye in the mirror. Anyway, since I think it's fucking retarded to come up behind someone and make no noise at all, I ignored her because I knew she just wanted to ask me a question. So a few seconds later she yells "EXCUSE ME!" and begins to ask her question. Something about some custom jewelry "stand" in the mall. I told her I didn't know, but that there was a directory about fifty feet behind her, and that might help her find it. I wasn't even rude this time, because I seriously had never heard of this place she was talking about. So she gets a nasty tone with me and says "No no, it's not on there. Places like
this are not on there. Only stores are".
Of course that got my blood a little hot...and I just looked at her and I'm like "Lady, the place you're talking about...is a store. It's a business. THIS is a store, and you'd better believe it's on the directory. Check the legend. By the way, the legend is the thing with all the funny shapes that tells you where things like kiosks, restrooms, and pay phones are. Enjoy."
That's right...I even threw "enjoy!" in there.