Sick of "customer brain"
Picture this: It's 10:30 on a Sunday night in your local small town Walmart. There are maybe, MAYBE 10 customers in the entire store. So why is it that at least 5 of these morons decide that they need to come into the aisle where I've parked my pallet, which only contains headlights, camper toilet chemicals, and seat covers to BROWSE.
This pattern seems to follow me no matter the department, but it's always just as we're about to close. I'm not stocking trading cards, Nee-dohs, marked down bread, or anything interesting. And they NEVER BUY A GODDAMNED THING. Is it my sparkling personality that attracts them? Or is it that they think that they're going to find something special on the pallet that I'm working? I'm so fucking tired of this stupid place.