You work at the local thrift store. It's your favorite place in the world, and why NOT work at one!? You get discounts, in store currency, and meet a lot of really cool people! Your job is as a "floater." You walk around the store keeping things tidy, putting items back in their place, and keeping the dressing rooms fit and ready to use. It pays great and you basically get to shop on the job. Awesome, right?

Right now, you're fixing the men's pants, clipping them back into the hangers. Gosh, they're heavy... As you work and hum along to the song playing in the store, a voice speaks to you.

You get customers asking for help all of the time, this is probably a question about the sales for the week, or where to find the bathrooms.

You turn, ready to help out the male, only to find he's your age, if not a few years older. After some casual conversation with him, you realize that this guy's not here asking for help...