Mall Shoppers ask the most irritatingly weird questions EVER.

Today I was approached by yet another shopper who was asking for something non-related to my job. Having much experience with these people, I can spot one a mile away. And I know, 110% for a fact, they are NOT coming in to ask a question related to what we are selling. Call me a self-proclaimed psychic, but I KNOW. They tend to walk by in a rush, and rather than continuing in their linear line of motion, they swagger and make an abrupt turn into the store to demand something. Or they stand in a moment of thought and when you least expect it, they yell rudely "blah blah blah?". Sometimes, I hear people talking meters outside the store, while I am preoccupied with something. Surprisingly, they are actually talking to me, but they don't have the courtesy to say "excuse me..." and get mad instead that I wasn't at their beck and call.

Sadly I've come to realize, I have become one of those bitter people who absolutely hate helping others. I admit it. I am no philanthropist. I just don't want to help anymore. No good comes out of it. I don't feel good about helping them. In fact, it's actually possible to feel worse afterwards if I decide to help them at all.

I should note that I was never this bitter about helping out these mall shoppers. I used to greet them with a smile and gladly answer their ridiculous nothing-to-do-with-me questions. But after hundreds of rude people demanding help without a "please", "thank you", or "excuse me" and incredibly rude snickering after telling them "I'm sorry, I don't know", I lost complete interest in being friendly to these strangers. They worst is the dirty look I get in return that reads "I know you know, but you won't tell me", even when I honestly don't know! I will say though, occasionally, I am pleasantly surprised with some well-mannered people. Well mannerism - it's a rarity these days. I treasure it each time. It gives mankind hope. Sort of.

Anyway, my complaint of the day is...

Who goes to a jewelry store to ask if they can get a grocery bag?? Um. Go to the grocery store? Go to the food court? They have those take out bags. Oh better yet, why don't you go to the other jewelry store across from us, maybe that jewelry store has grocery bags. PLEASE people. DO NOT ask a jewelry store for a grocery bag. Seriously.

Of course these were the manic thoughts going on in my head. All I could afford to say at the time was a polite "I'm sorry, we don't have grocery bags", to which she asked again "You don't?", followed by a desperate look that read "Are you sure you don't?"

No further comment.