After getting my new job as a Walmart greeter, a great find for many retirees, I lasted less than a day.
About two hours into my first day on the job, a very loud, mean-acting woman walked into the store with her two children and yelled obscenities at them through the entrance.
I said pleasantly, “Good morning, and welcome to Wal-Mart. You have nice children there. Are they twins?”
The woman stopped yelling long enough to say, “Damn no, they’re not twins. The older 9 and the other 7. Why the hell do you think they’re twins? Are you blind or stupid?”
So I said, “I’m not blind or stupid, Ma’am, I just couldn’t believe someone s-lept with you twice. Have a nice day, and thank you for shopping at Walmart.”
My supervisor said I probably wasn’t cut out for this line of work.
