The Good, The Bad and the downright Weird...

I hate Wednesdays. Seriously. I hate them a lot ever since I came to work in this company.

Why? It’s because the chances of meeting a demanding customer is the highest on this day of the week. Today is no exception. So today I’ve met the good, the bad and the downright weird. Yeap, you heard that right. There are weird customers. I learn that today the hard way.

I wouldn’t call him a weird customer. But then again, I wouldn’t know what type of customer to classify him under. He’s not good but he’s not bad so he’s a weird customer.

Said fellow came to my counter with a bunch of merchandise. “Hi Sir, today is our company’s Go Green Day. We do not have any plastic bags for you. Is that alright?” I parroted out, like a broken down, rewinding recorder. That’s what E I sound like. According to her, I repeated the same thing over and over again on the same day that even E could memorize it. Even D started to say what i said word for word to her customers.

Mr Fellow turned to look at a small plastic bag of his containing some other stuff before looking at his purchases and nodding at me. “Ok.” He said.

So I keyed in his items and he paid for it. Pretty normal, really.

So when he stood there waiting, I became self-conscious. Did I do something wrong? Why is he not taking his items and leaving?

And a staring match began…

He stared at me… Lalalalala.

I stared at him…. Lalalalala

He stared at me… Lalalalalala

And the staring continued…

…Until a lady customer stood nearby staring at me inquiringly. Is my counter open? Her stare asked.

Er… I alternated looking at looking at him and her. I wanted to serve her but he's in the way and I can't exactly ask him to get lost, can I?

It was me who finally surrendered and asked, “erm, sir. Do you need a plastic bag?”

Lame question, I know, considering I already told him it’s a Go Green Day.

“You can purchase our company’s Go Green Bag.” I said feebly.

You can slice the awkwardness in the air with a stick. I kid you not.

“Yes.” He said.

SO that’s what he wants. I could have breathed a sigh of relief right there and then. Gosh!

I sold him the bag and he left.

Phew!! Seriously, that was weird...