The Late Shift
I used to work at a restaurant when I was 16. I was working a super late shift when we had this weird customer come in. The guy just wouldn’t leave. He was like 30 and just stared at me the entire time as he ate his food. It went on for two whole hours.
When he finally came up to the cash to pay, he was super weird about it. I said, “Okay here’s your price,” and he paused and said, “Do I get a discount?”
I was like, “No. Will you be paying cash or card?” He replied, “Cash.” Then he just stared at me while I waited for him to hand me his cash.
After like two minutes of this weird interaction, I gave him his money and the receipt, but he didn’t leave. So, I said, “Have a good night,” to make him go away. Super awkwardly, he blurted out, “Can I go now?” and I was like, “Yup!” That’s when he uttered the words that finally made me lose it.
“Am I pestering you? Why don’t I take you home and pester you there?” I knew I had to get out of that situation, so I walked to the back room where I got my co-worker to deal with him.
Apparently, my co-worker scolded that guy and said it was shameful he would say that to a minor. The guy managed to creep out my co-worker when he said, “Well then, can I take you home?” What a creep. Story credit: Reddit / usernameemma