I had an amusing concession stand experience. Amongst the gaggle of pimple faced teens was one awkwardly wearing a spiffy white button down shirt instead of the uniform everyone else was, clearly the shift manager. As I walked past one employee who was wiping down a counter, he turns to the manager and says, with forced nonchalance, "So, I was wondering, do you think I could 'adjust my availability' now that school's starting." The manager, clearly ambushed having been asked in public, stammered our a noncommital replay. But the best part of the whole exchange was my cashier, who was utterly distracted by the whole exchange. Clearly she had some vested interest in whether mr. counter wiper would be allowed to 'adjust his availability' as she hardly looked down during my entire transaction, and practically gave herself whiplash, craning her neck as the manager walked back behind the scenes.
It was like a scene from some Disney Channel high school show.
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