I work at a fast food restaurant. That being said I was the front cashier (for the inside of the restaurant) for the first hour that we opened before I was put back on my regular position (the drive thru). About 20 minutes after opening the doors and after serving a few customers, a guy dressed in a sweater and bulky jacket walked up to me and looks a bit nervous, and I was thinking that it was an order gone wrong... But...
Guy: This has to be the most regrettable thing I have ever done... (he pauses and looks at me) But I was in here last night...
Me: (wondering if he is going to get to the point)
Guy: And a chick here gave me her number... (pauses again, I stare at him) And I lost it
Me: Well, that sucks... Did she... Work here or something?
Guy: Yeah ... And I was wondering if you could get her number for me?
Me: Well, no, it is against company policy to give out phone numbers and work schedules to people...
Guy: Really?
Me: Yeah... What is her name? Maybe sheapos;s working right now... (I doubted it though)
Guy: I donapos;t know that either.
Me: Well, describe her then? (he does) Ah... apos;Aapos; no sorry sheapos;s not working now. But I can take your name and number and give it to her the next time she comes in.
Guy gives me his name, apos;Bapos;, but then hesitates when I go to write his number down. We then proceed to argue about giving out her number. My co-workers were walking around listening in, and my manager apos;Lapos; was pouring a coffee for drive-thru during part of the exchange and she backed me up. But the guy was too stupid to get it that we canapos;t give out numbers Then he had a smart plan. A bribe
B: How about I let you squeeze my biceps if you give me her number?
I think about lost my eyebrows they were so high on my forehead.
Me: Uh... No... Sorry... I have a boyfriend... (I laughed uncomfortably)
B: I bet he doesnapos;t have arms like me though
Me: (I look at his jacket, bulky enough you canapos;t tell what they look like anyway) He could...
B: Oh really? (in a way he thinks Iapos;m making it up)
Me: Yes... He works in construction.
He wheedles with us some more and I finally have enough;
Me: Iapos;m sorry but I am going to have to ask you to leave... We arenapos;t giving out employeeapos;s numbers and I would really like to serve the guests behind you if you arenapos;t buying anything.
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Really? Youapos;d let me squeeze your biceps??? HOW KIND OMG Iapos;d sooo love to... *cough*
Sorry I tried not to be too long winded
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