1 post tagged “friendly face”

Seriously.

I get so many random people coming up to me asking me random-ass questions that I have to wonder.  In my personal and work life, people ask me about stuff all the time because I either know or am willing to do some research to find out.  That is understandable since they know me and know I'm usually (too) willing to help.

But perfect strangers?  I just don't get it.

On Tuesday, I needed to stop at the store for some essentials (milk, soda, and toilet paper) and non-essentials (hey tri-tip was like 60% off!).  I was in the store for a total of 45 minutes.  I was shopping for maybe 15 of them.  Why?  Two, yes TWO, random never-seen-before-in-my-life strangers needed help with finding items and making shopping decisions.  I suppose I could've just said no and gone on my merry way, but that isn't who I am.

The first person was a woman who needed tortilla chips for some party.  The store is set up all wonky, so unless you know where the chip aisle is hiding (between the freezer and the alcohol sections.... yeah told you it was wonky), you could wander the more reasonable areas and never find the actual chip display.  Before you ask if I looked like a store employee, I was wearing running pants and a white t-shirt pushing a cart full of my groceries.  I had no name tag and was half-asleep on my feet.  Yet she still felt that I would be a better bet than tracking down an actual store employee.

Next, this ....altered man asked for my help in the fresh meat section.  I do have to thank him for the tri-tip, though, so I guess the 30 minutes I spent talking to him wasn't a total bust.  He first wanted to know if I knew where the filet mignons were, and I was able to find a couple filets for him.  Unfortunately, that particular cut is rather spendy, so he balked.  I kept asking what he wanted it for, tried to give him the best cut for his moolah and what would be within his budget.  He didn't want NY strip or rib-eye or... there was "not enough meat" and "that isn't enough to even feed (him)".  I noticed the tri-tip was on sale for $2.99/lb, which is insane, plus it was untrimmed, which meant it would cook into a delicious, moist, and flavorful cut of beef.  I finally pried out of him that he wanted to "show up his ex" and "impress his kids" by giving them an expensive steak.  He kept going back to the gd london broil, even though I told him that it wasn't a very delicious cut.  Anyway, I finally got him out of there with a tri-tip and two london broils (against my many arguments).

Yod says it's because I don't walk around with a scowl on my face.  I still have no idea.

But dammit, Safeway owes me a commission!