Vampire

A man came into the store today needing a poncho and a new umbrella. His umbrella had broken and "attacked" him (his words). I was about to give him a polite fake laugh when he raised his bloody hand in the air for me to see.

Startled, I directed him to our bathrooms, and offered to get him some paper towels but all he wanted was a band-aid. Just as I was wondering to myself how a band-aid could ever stick to a blood-covered pinkie, he shoved his little finger into his mouth and sucked the blood right off. I looked away and willed myself not to gag. It didn't help that I had just eaten lunch or that I thought I could taste blood in my own mouth. He sucked his pinkie a second time. I used the paper towel to wipe off the blood from the poncho I was supposed to scan, and quickly finished the transaction, reminding myself not to touch anything, especially my face. Having no alcohol, I sprayed a thick and wide layer of Windex all over the counter and checked for blood on the carpet. None. Whew.