Wore a blue polo to Home Depot. You can probably guess where this is going.
I want to preface this by saying I know. I KNOW. I own exactly one blue polo shirt and I wore it that Saturday because it was clean and I was just running in to grab some wood screws and maybe a new drill bit. I was in and out in 15 minutes, that was the plan.
I'm standing in the fasteners aisle comparing two nearly identical packs of screws like I know what I'm doing, when a guy, maybe 55, cargo shorts, the whole thing, walks up and goes "hey can you tell me where the outdoor faucet valves are." Not a question really, just said it flat like I was a kiosk. I looked up, looked down at my completely unbranded blue polo with a small coffee stain near the second button, and said "sorry I don't work here." He kind of squinted at me and walked away.
I thought that was the end of it. I found my screws, started heading toward checkout, and the same guy appears at the end of the aisle with a woman who I assume was his wife and goes "that's him, he said he didn't know." She looks at me and goes "do you know where the outdoor faucet valves are." I said again, politely, that I don't work here and I'm not sure where they'd be. She goes "well you're wearing the uniform."
I looked down at myself. Coffee stain. No logo. No name tag. Just a blue shirt that I woul d like to formally retire from rotation.
I did not find the faucet valves for them. I went home.