The fire alarm has started blaring in our superstore. The speakers are screaming that we need to evacuate everyone.

I am standing near the entrance/exit, trying to explain to a lady who didn’t speak a lick of English that we needed to leave. One customer, whom I’ve already told about the evacuation and speaks perfect English, comes BACK INTO the store.

Customer: “Since you’re still here, I just wanted to ask about—”

I admittedly dismiss her quickly, saying:

Me: “—No, we need to leave.”

I return to guiding the other poor lady out of the store, who has equated the loud noise with evacuating and is now following me toward the exit.

Customer: “Clearly, you have time to answer a question! The place isn’t burning down right this second!”

Me: “Clearly, you can see I am helping this customer to evacuate, whose first language I don’t know. Your first language seems to be pure idiocy, but I can’t speak that either.”

Yes, she was ‘aghast’ and ‘offended’. Yes, I guided the other lady out to safety. No, I didn’t let the dumb-a** entitled idiot go into the store to burn regardless of how tempted I was…

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An Alarming Lack Of Alarm, Part 6
An Alarming Lack Of Alarm, Part 5
An Alarming Lack Of Alarm, Part 4
An Alarming Lack Of Alarm, Part 3
An Alarming Lack Of Alarm, Part 2