The Scare Of A Lifetime
I worked in Data Support (as fun as it sounds) for a company that was situated in the business district of my city. In that job it was extremely important to leave the building on your lunch, not doing so meant others assumed you were having a working lunch.
On lunch, I would go into the shopping areas of the city and just look around, grab something to eat and ensure I was back in work at exactly the time I needed to be and no earlier.
This day I decided to go into Primark, which is a clothing store in the UK. I was casually browsing the shirts and completely in a world of my own.
I must have been looking around the same area for a few minutes when I felt a presence to the right of me. Now, this isn’t unusual, busy store, middle of lunch time and a fairly tight space between the clothes rails.
I get fed up of looking at the shirts, and turn to walk away, only to get the scare of a lifetime. This man yells “OH JESUS CHRIST!” right next to me.
I turn to see the man with a look of sheer terror in his eyes, staring at me for a moment in disbelief. This confused me, a lot.
I was about to ask if everything was okay and this guy’s terror turns to a relieved laugh.
Covering his face and turning quite red at the scene he’d just made in a busy store, he said: “I thought you were a mannequin.”