An older woman walked in this morning. She seemed upset and asked, “Where is the guy in the brown shirt?” I explained to her that I was the only person here and she said, “You don’t have a brown shirt on. Where’s your brown shirt?” She then started to lift my shirt up so she could see if I was hiding a shirt underneath. I stopped her and asked if her there was anything I could help her with. She asked, “If I have the Quickbooks disk and I bring you my computer, can you install it for me?” I answered yes. She responded, “Well I can install it myself.” Then she walked out the door whistling for a dog that wasn’t there.
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