May I Help You?
No matter where I am, I’m constantly asked the same question: “Do you work here?”
It doesn’t matter if I’m in Target sans the red shirt and khaki pants, Sephora with a bare face, or Penn Station without an MTA patch.
What is it about me that encourages folks to seek out my help? I point out things or impart wisdom when I can – I’ve even been told that I’m more helpful than the employees that work in a certain store. If I could collect a paycheck from each place where this happened, I’d die a rich woman.
The latest was in 601 Lexington’s Barnes and Noble this afternoon. I was there picking up Just Enough Chinese for my upcoming trip to Taiwan. I’m leaving in two weeks from today – yikes! Also picked up the game Killer Bunnies, which was 50% off. I need to stop buying board and card games, as I’m running out of shelf space.
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