I went to Office to try to get stuff printed. I'm sitting there with my head on their table in my LOUD aloha shirt trying to think of what to do because their FTP server's down. There are three people behind the counter that work there wearing DARK blue shirts doing their thing.

Some large not too happy customer all of way 30 ft or so WAY down on the other end says out loud, "Can someone help me with the copier. Young, lady, can you help me?"
There was an older lady and two guys by the copiers. So I look up and point to myself.

me: "You mean me?"
customer: "Yes, can you do something?"
me: "Sir, I don't work here."

I had a hour to kill, so I sat down looking through binders. Some lady walks all the way from down the aisle to the short girl in the LOUD Hawaiian shirt FLIPPING through binders and asks, "Do you work here?" "No, I don't work here." She walks off, and my eyes just buldge out of my head.

Two binders for my portfolios/prints, a bottle of soda I left later at work (because I just do that), and a Santa hat were picked out. Not long within five mins, some guy walks over to the person in the LOUD Hawaiian shirt and asks...can you guess what it is?

"Do you work here? I'm looking for (insert random crap product)? "No."