Please Don’t Pet The Employees

Customer: “Wow! you look so much like that guy!”

Me: “Um… what guy, ma’am?”

Customer: “You know! That rocker guy with that daughter and son.”

Me: “Do you mean Ozzy Osbourne?”

Customer: “Yeah! That guy.” *pauses* “You have such a great skin!”

(The customer begins to grab my face.)

Me: *starts pulling away* “Uh… ma’am, can you please stop touching my face?”

Customer: “Why? Come back!”

Manager: *coming out of his office* “Ma’am, please leave my store and stop harassing my staff!”

Customer: “But… why can’t I touch his face?”

Manager: “Out!”