Years ago, I did regularly a route of gas stations for the lovely- little- ole- ladies- that- you- could- reach- by- phone. And I mean YEARS ago, possibly 7 or 8. Definitely did that route several times a year from 2012 through 2015.
New MSC gave me the same route this month, 14 rural stations in Nebraska, Colorado, and Kansas. Walked into a tiny station in rural Kansas and the clerk/cashier/secretary says, my lord, haven't seen you in years! How ya been? And just to prove that she really recognized me, she walks back to the employee fridge and comes back with an ice cold bottle of water, which she hands me with a huge smile. "You'll need this, too, right?"
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Was in a Sinclair gas station in a small town getting gas. Not mystery shopping, just getting gas. As she rang up my purchase, the clerk says, "You're our mystery shopper, aren't you?" I said, no, I'm not. She then asked wasn't I at such and such a Sinclair station 2 days ago as the mystery shopper. Well, I had never shopped this station where I was getting the gas -- and never will -- so I didn't see a problem with admitting that yes, indeed, I had mystery shopped the other station two days earlier.
I asked her why she asked. She said she was talking to the clerk at the other store on the phone, as they are BFF. When the other clerk said, "gotta go, our mystery shopper just drove up", this clerk got her to tell her what car I drove and what I looked like.
How about you? Got any entertaining stories for this hot and miserable holiday weekend?
New MSC gave me the same route this month, 14 rural stations in Nebraska, Colorado, and Kansas. Walked into a tiny station in rural Kansas and the clerk/cashier/secretary says, my lord, haven't seen you in years! How ya been? And just to prove that she really recognized me, she walks back to the employee fridge and comes back with an ice cold bottle of water, which she hands me with a huge smile. "You'll need this, too, right?"
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Was in a Sinclair gas station in a small town getting gas. Not mystery shopping, just getting gas. As she rang up my purchase, the clerk says, "You're our mystery shopper, aren't you?" I said, no, I'm not. She then asked wasn't I at such and such a Sinclair station 2 days ago as the mystery shopper. Well, I had never shopped this station where I was getting the gas -- and never will -- so I didn't see a problem with admitting that yes, indeed, I had mystery shopped the other station two days earlier.
I asked her why she asked. She said she was talking to the clerk at the other store on the phone, as they are BFF. When the other clerk said, "gotta go, our mystery shopper just drove up", this clerk got her to tell her what car I drove and what I looked like.

How about you? Got any entertaining stories for this hot and miserable holiday weekend?