I routinely got calls asking if we carried fabric. I worked at a fabric store. With the word Fabrics in the name of the store. I got one guy that called to ask if we carried black fabric. He wouldn’t tell me what kind. Just black fabric. I was stunned for like half a minute then told him yes we do.

People would always ask “Do you work here?” While I was wearing an apron with the store’s logo on it. Of course in the reverse were the jerk weeds who thought it was appropriate to track me down and ask me for help while I was in the store off hours in street clothes.

I’m also apparently a magnet for people who seem to think I’m their therapist. One lady burst into tears because I have the same name as the dog she ran over with her car. Twenty years prior. My coworkers were dumbfounded when I told them. Even more so when I told them this sort of thing is a regular occurrence with me.