So recently I've finally gotten a job. It's a job at a certain well-known global chain store, and even though I like this job quite a bit, it's probably best in professional terms to not name the location.
Especially since this isn't even my complaining about anything, or chatting about my fellow employees and what it's like working with them. This is all about this one customer I had, and how in hindsight he scared the complete s**t out of me.
I was on the floor stocking some merchandise, chips I believe. This man comes over to me, mid-thirties at the youngest, a scraggly beard, a confederate flag hat on his head, basically telling the world what he thought of certain people even if he didn't think so. He came up to me, and of all things, asked this:
"Have any of you turned in a wicker folder?"
I'd never heard of what he was talking about, so I kindly asked him to repeat.
"A wicker folder." He said, much slower so I could hear it.
I also got a good look at his eyes when he repeated it. Gray, an eye-color I didn't know actually does exist outside of fiction. And somehow, burning.
I told him I hadn't heard anything about one, and so he walked off back to his wife and child. It was only about five minutes later I saw them have a verbal fight.
To a lot of people, the hat and the absolute quickness of his fighting with his wife would be immediate put-offs.
And then their was his eyes.
I've heard gray eyes can sometimes look a little off. I've also heard eyes are the window to your soul.
For gray eyes, they were incredibly expressive, and I guess his soul only had one expression. This man hated talking to me. Not because I was an employee who didn't understand his question. Not because he was having a hard time finding what he was looking for.
This man hated the fact there were other people, that he had to talk with another human being. I know it sounds silly, but if you saw them, yeah, they would burn into you and you would have had to wonder just what the guy's problem had to be.
And no, this isn't a made-up story. This all happened. Maybe I'm wrong about what this guy is really like, but God, I've never been so creeped out by what a pair of eyes conveyed to me.