Conversations at Work

My trip to Lowe's today included a couple of raise-your-eyebrow interactions. First, I was chatting with one of the service reps, proud of my budding small talk skills.

ME: "It figures, I always go down the wrong aisle!" I remarked as we both turned down the row that was full of people and carts and the forklift crew.
HIM: After pausing his gait and letting me go ahead, "But you look good going down the wrong
aisle."
ME: Silently to self behind an impulsive, nervous smile, "WHAT? Awkward!"

Later, as I was checking out, the manager walked toward me offering, "You need help getting that loaded? You wanna get loaded?" he smirked. "Gregory, I'm at work!" I replied in the necessary, goodie-goodie tone. "It's too hot for all this work," he said. "Ya just need to sit down with a cold beer..." He proceeded to correctly predict that I wasn't so much a beer person as a margarita girl. We have fun flirting like that when I walk in with my daily shopping list. He's older than my father, I'm sure, so it's not a threatening thing by any means. If anyone asks, I always prefer Lowe's because of the fraternizing--er, uh--I mean customer service!

Improving Home Improvement (and customer relations),
Construction Kim