Ten minutes to WapnerSo the husband and I just got back from running some errands, one of which was picking some stuff up at Home Depot. One of the things we were getting was a box of floor tiles for our kitchen. The box is very heavy and we still had to stop at the bookstore before we went home, so we asked the guy who helped us find the tiles if we could pay for them and then have them hold them for us for a few minutes while we ran our last errand. He said no problem, we just needed to tell the cashier.
So, we are checking out and we tell the cashier that we want to leave our stuff here for a few minutes and he says no problem, just tell the guys upstairs right by the exit.
So we head upstairs, with the husband lugging this incredibly heavy box, and right at the top of the escalator is a customer service desk.
We walk up to the desk explain the situation, and all hell breaks lose.
The woman behind the counter immediately starts freaking out.
"You can't leave anything behind the counter"
"But two different people told us we could, that it would be no problem"
"Ken the manager told me no packages behind the counter"
"But the box of tiles is really heavy and we have one more errand to run and we are not lugging this heavy box with us"
"But Ken told me no packages behind the counter"
"We wouldn't have bought the stuff if we knew you weren't going to hold it for us"
"Ken told me no packages behind the counter"
The husband then says "maybe we should just return the stuff"
Finally Kathy the insane yanks the box out of the husbands hands while repeating the phrase "Ken told Kathy no packages".
Oh boy, now she's talking about herself in the third person.
I then try to hand Kathy the bag with the other items we purchased and she refuses.
"There are cameras on. They watch me all the time in Atlanta"
She then takes out a piece of paper and starts writing down her name and says
"You call the company. They're watching. I'm in trouble"
She then starts repeating "Ken told me no packages, I'm in trouble. Ken relies on Kathy"
Apparently Home Depot has their very own
Rainman.
She then takes my bag and puts it behind the counter.
I say "I need to give you my name"
"I'm not taking your name! Ken said no packages"
I'm a bitch, so I said "Wait, did Ken say no packages?"
She didn't even hear me. She was too busy rocking back and forth and repeating "I'm in trouble" and "Ken said no packages"
I was starting to wonder if I would ever see the items we purchased again.
"I'm not leaving my stuff without giving you my name"
"I'm in trouble. Ken said no Packages"
One of the other Home Depot employees who had come to watch the show wrote our name down on a piece of paper and slipped it into our bag and said "yeah, sometimes she gets a little worked up."
"Um yeah, you could say that."
We left and went to the bookstore.
We came back to Home Depot about 20 minutes later and picked up our stuff without incident.
Kathy was not behind the counter anymore. Apparently the people in Atlanta had sent Kathy to her padded room in the basement to cool off.
Seriously, leave me a message! .
