“You’re not special”
I work in a warehouse pharmacy. The company rents the building. The roof was sh*t a few years ago. One day, I’m going into the employee entrance and I hear “Hey, HEY!” I turn and see a man I don’t know. He says “Hold the door for me, ill be right back.”
I say “Okay” and when he turns and walks away, I went inside and shut the door.
Apparently, that guy is the building owner and he was there to supervise roof fixes. Fast forward 2 hours and again, I hear “HEY!”
I turn to him and the pudgy little man walks up to me and says “I thought I told you to hold the door.”
I say “I don’t know you, man.”
He says “I own the building son.”
“Oh, that’s cool. Well, this is a pharmacy. I don’t know you. You go through the front door like everyone else. You’re not special.”
To which he lost his sh*t and hilariously tried to get me fired.