Are we sure this woman was an employee?
"I went to Hy-Vee (grocery store mecca of the Midwest) to do my weekend shopping, got my stuff, and went to check out. The cashier, a bubbly teenager, started scanning my purchases and stopped to hold up a bottle of juice that I had selected and said, 'Ooo! Is this, like, juices made of fruits and vegetables?!'
"I couldn't tell if she was serious because it said what's in it right on the damn label, but I played along with her enthusiasm and said, 'Yes! It's very delicious!'
"She picked up a different bottle as though it was her first day out of the womb and asked, 'Oh wow! This has strawberries in it! Is this juice delicious?' I told her that it was. We went through this with four different flavors of juice until she got to my chicken.
"She took one look at the raw chicken thighs I had selected and said, 'OH NO, THIS MEAT HAS GONE BAD!' Not exactly something I would declare at a high volume in the store that employed me, but I wasn't dealing with the brightest cashier in the store. I told her it was fine.
"She said, 'No, I can go get you another one right away, I can't sell you this, it doesn't look good. See? Look at it, it just doesn't look right.'
"I insisted that it was fine, assuming that my cashier probably wouldn't be able to find the meat department, and she said again, 'This meat is definitely not good.'
"I finally said, 'No, really, it's fine, I'm just going to eat it on the way home.'
"She thought that over for a second and replied, 'Yeah that should be fine then. I don't actually go grocery shopping, so I wouldn't know!'" -- Diane Jeffries