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Time to feed the troll. (Inner Regina) "Oh my God Gretchen! Stop trying to make fetch happen! It's not going to happen!" *end scene*

Not to sound rude, but yes ... you are an information booth. A guest doesn't know you work exclusively in the backroom. If you're on the floor in a red shirt, you're an employee and can help them. What did you really expect?

Old women. Walking past seasonal an older guest stops me and asks me to sit in one of our patio chairs. Not sure why, but, hey, I can sit down. After I sit, she looks at me for a minute and says, "I wanted to see if my husband would fit in the chair. He's a pretty big guy." I'm female...

To the guest with the utlra deep voice: You made my day today. I heard you talking to your granddaughter from another aisle and invisioned you as this super tall, bearish man. You turn out to be a 5'7" slim man in overhauls and a trucker hat. But as soon as your grandaughter said, "Pop pop...

To that one TM: Please stop showing up four hours before your shift. There is nothing for you here. When I'm on break and reading, I don't wish to talk. Go for a walk. Ride a bike. Call a friend.