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Hello and welcome to another Wednesday one shot, the series where we share a bonus story with you to help you get through the week. This time around we have a story by a listener named Pickle Bear.

This story took place in the early 90s when I was a young and incredibly naive 17 year old high school senior. I worked as the quote unquote shoe girl at a discount department store.

Due to my school schedule, I mostly worked evenings and weekends. The shoe department was on a perimeter wall of the store with a narrow two story stock room located behind the sales floor.

The stock room was more of a glorified hallway. It was gloomy and claustrophobic due to the cases of stock that line to the walls from floor to ceiling.

The second floor was mainly reserved for old stock damages and mismatches. As a last resort, we would occasionally place cases for upcoming promotions in this area, which meant dragging heavy cartons up and down a narrow wooden staircase.

It was not fun nor was it safe. Also upstairs, there were one way glass windows used by asset protection associates to watch for shoplifters.

This was a time before most stores were equipped with security cameras. There were several ways to get into the upstairs stock area as it was essentially a mezzanine that surrounded three of the perimeter walls of the store.

This meant that the asset protection team could be up there without you realizing they were even there, until they screamed at you, turn off the lights.

Whenever an asset protection associate was upstairs watching shoppers, the lights had to be off, otherwise shoppers would be able to see who was watching.

For this story, we'll say that the asset protection manager's name was Johnny.

Johnny was in his mid to late 20s and seemed fairly nice. In the beginning, though, my gut kept telling me that there was something off about him.

He seemed unreasonably cocky and he had very unsettling eyes. His eyes were the kind that seemed to look through you, not at you.

It was creepy. But as a young Southern lady, I was raised to be friendly and always smile at people so I kind of shrugged this one off.

One evening, I was working in my department by myself and needed to stock some items for an upcoming promotion which meant I had to go upstairs.

On my way up, I could hear something rustling in the dark. I asked if there was somebody up there and it turned out to be Johnny. He said,

Hey, come up here. I need you to help me keep an eye on these people for a second.

I was like, sure, so I went up. He led me over to one of the windows and pointed to a group of people to watch while he walked to a different window for an alternate vantage point.

His hopes of a bust were dashed after just a few minutes and he walked back over to the window that I was watching from and sat down on a tall stool next to me.

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