“I work in retail, and I mainly work in the shoe department at my store. One day, I was going through the aisle’s recovering, picking stuff up, and sizing. I got to the girl’s shoe aisle and almost started crying because of the mess. There were shoes literally thrown up and down the aisle, like random singles, no matches. It was all shoes from one end of the aisle. There was a woman at the end of it, where the shoes go, and as I was turning the corner I saw her throw one of the shoes down the aisle, toward me, so I knew directly who the culprit was.
She spotted me and shamelessly asked me for help. I had to freaking wade through the giant mess she made to even get to her. I mean, there were easily 20 shoe singles just thrown on the ground everywhere. We just don’t do stuff like that at my store.
She wanted a pair of shoes, but she couldn’t seem to find the one in the size she needs. She was rude through the entire interaction, and I decided I was going to be rude right back. I told her I would help her, but that I needed to pick up this awful mess someone had made before I was able to do that, for better chances of finding the shoes of course.
So I got to work on picking everything up, and I took my sweet time doing it too. She was getting super impatient and even more rude (if possible) and decided she would actually help me. She started putting things away where they actually went, and we were able to get it done fairly quickly.
Finally, we finished. I told her, unfortunately, through all of that, I wasn’t able to find the shoes she needed, so she would have to go to another store if she wanted them. She was so freaking mad, it was glorious. She definitely knew what I had done, but didn’t say anything. We have cameras, so if she had complained I would have just shown my manager what she had done because surely the camera had caught it. She left, cussing the whole way. I felt a lot better after that.”