I do not like to wear bright colors. As it turns out, I also work at a store where employees wear red. Lots of red. So I have one red, company-issued shirt with the round logo of my company on it. You could say it makes me a target for silly questions. Normally, I wear blacks, greys, muted whites, dark blues, greens, & brown. When I’m at work, the red shirt with the round company logo usually stand out as something applied as extra over my attire. The shirt itself stands glaringly apart. I also must wear a name tag, again with company logo. With those things, I carry a scanner, printer, box knife, two different sets of security keys & usually have product in my hand.
Why? Why then? Whey then do people ask the simple yet irritatingly obtuse question: ‘Do you work here?’ then get annoyed when I, tired of answering, respond with; “I might. How may I help?”
What is it that stops critical thinking in the heads of the people that enter my store to shop? What is it that makes them utter that insipid phrase? What skills did they miss learning in grade school that might allow them to be observant enough to prevent useless sound from falling out of their faces? What gatekeeper, turnkey, or warden allowed them out of their pen long enough to fumble & stumble into my presence & ask an employee of the store if they in fact work there? How is there such a failure on so many levels allowing them to navigate the streets & roads leading to this store without being flagged as a danger to the rest of society? How can a being so frightfully unaware live amongst the rest of humanity without someone being injured by their negligence in critical thinking & common sense?
How do people find their way home, presumably feed, clothe, or care for themselves without being able to note their surroundings & make educated decisions based on their findings? Why do people like this exist? Is it to torture the rest of us? Is it a practical joke?
I’m not laughing. These kind of ‘people’ disgust me. They’re the kind of people who will ask you a question, then talk over you asking another while you give an answer to the first. These are the kind of people who ask the same question four different ways as if doing so will magically change the answer. These are the people who can’t boil water if given a pot, water & a burner. These are the people who cannot. They just can’t.
Debiles, all.
