Misplaced

I was putting out new merchandise from a tote when a customer decided to pile her clothes on top of it because she didn't want to carry it. She then proceeded to turn around and talk to her shopping buddies. Annoyed, I decided I would clean up the mess and started to pick up her pile. I was expecting her to protest. When she didn't, I decided I would at least leave her pile somewhere she could see it but nowhere near my totes of merchandise. Five minutes later, she turned around and panicked.

"Oh my god! Someone stole my clothes!"

I was expecting her to ask me if I had seen her pile of clothes so that I could inform her of where they were and pretend to be sorry about taking it. When she didn't, I decided I would keep quiet.

Her friend had asked her, "Where did you put it?"
Her response, "I don't remember."

I spent the next ten minutes smiling to myself as she searched the store for her items.

This is why I Work 2 Rant.