Attention Shoppers, Again.

I seem to have forgotten one little item, that many of you were kind enough to remind me about. If I am wearing a name tag for the store you are in, I am either a) a mentally deficient person whose been given a tag so I am not lost, b) a psychopath who's probably stolen that tag from the rightful owner and am currently roasting them slowly in hot peanut oil for a delightful dinner or c) an employee of said store. If you see me on a ladder, holding stock items, nametag dangling from my neck and store communications mike in my ear, I most assuredly do work here. The other two possibilities are far too rare to contemplate and may even be quite harmful. Now, please go back about your consuming.