You Look Like You Work Here
Are You Sure You Don’t Work Here
The almost extinct shirt and tie get me a job
Okay, Amy Sea you started this. Here is another of my Walgreens’ adventures.
I had just come from a big muckety-muck meeting downtown with some big muckety-mucks. The meeting’s unspoken invitation required I wear a suit, shirt, and tie. The big muckety-mucks had on suits, coats, ties, and some of the lawyer types sported bowties.
After I left the meeting, I stopped at my neighborhood Walgreens to pick up my moms’ medications. I left my suitcoat in the vehicle. As I was walking down one of the aisles a middle-aged lady said are you the manager? Before I could answer she said could you tell me where the eye drops are located? I told her on aisle 3 next to the reading glasses.
I stopped in the greeting card aisle to search for some benevolence cards when the lady I had just helped turned the corner with another lady. She pointed to me and said there is the manager, ask him. I said to both of them I’m not the manager. The first lady I helped said are you sure? I smiled and said yes ma’am, I’m sure. She said well you look like the manager. I smiled.
The second lady says to me, “Do you know where the Tylenol PM is located? I smile and say the pain relievers are on aisle 5. The first lady says are you sure you’re not the manager because you know where everything is? I tell her that I’d been shopping at that store for six years and nothing changed. She says why didn’t you tell me that you weren’t the manager? I said I tried but it was easier to tell you where to find what you were looking for. That solved your problem and gave me a good deed for the day. It's almost sundown and I haven’t done any good deeds for the day.
I say to the lady what does a Walgreens manager look like? She says honestly in my day all managers looked like you. And they also were helpful like you. Are you sure you aren’t the manager? I smiled and said, I’m sure.
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