The Reading Obsession

I have a Buzzfeed addiction. This post was up today and it made me giggle. Some lady gave birth inside of a Barnes & Noble in California on Friday. That would of been an interesting night otherwise filled with book shopping and browsing. 

It also makes me think of the weird or abnormal things that have happened to me while out shopping or working. I worked in retail for a long time. I've seen some things that cannot be unseen.

For example:

- I once had a woman throw a box at me. It was a gift with purchase for spending X amount on fragrances. I asked her if she wanted it and I placed it onto the counter in front of her so she could take a look. She picked it up and chucked it at my head.

- I was working over the holiday season and I opted for an overnight shift at Macy's on 34th street in Manhattan. For the last two weeks before Christmas, Macy's was open 24/7 (I don't know if they still do this or not. I don't know WHY they did this while I was there or why cosmetics had to be open. Who buys cosmetics at 3 A.M? I digress.)

First night there, some drunk old man came into the store and pissed on one of our fake Christmas trees, while singing "O' Holy Night!"

Second Night, a group of drunk (or high, or both) teenagers came into our store and thought it would be a good idea to undress in the middle of the Junior's department while trying on clothes they obviously weren't going to buy. It took half of the security team to get them to leave the store. 

- I had a part time job during my first round of college at an indie bookstore in NYC. A woman mistook me for a therapist and unloaded all of her sexual frustrations with her husband. I heard all the details, including how she could never orgasm without assistance and how her husband had an abnormally small penis. This awkward conversation began with, "Hi. Do you have any books about sex after marriage?" 

- At one of my first jobs when I was about 16 or 17 years old, I had an older man in his early 50s come up to me and hit on me. It was weird enough to begin with, but then he told me I was pretty and started to follow me around. He couldn't speak normally. He had one of those holes cut into his throat and was using a device to speak out of. Luckily, my manager witnessed him following me around and not leaving me alone, so she had security politely ask him to leave.

Am I the only one this shit happens to?