Chapter Four: Chippendales

During one shift, I was standing in the alcohol aisle changing price tags when this fifty-something year old man walks by carrying a case of beer. He looks me up and down and says "Are you the only sweet young thang working at the front?" I answered that I was, and proceeded to follow him to the front counter. That's when he must have lost all sense of reality and believed he was at a Chippendale's audition. He swiftly lifted his hands above his head and shook his butt at me, doing a little dance. He turned around. And when he saw my shock, he said "Well, I tried." What reaction was he expecting from me?

Um, sir - VIP strip club is down the street. You're in a store.