Rules are rules, and there are clear rules against it. If I don't say anything, it can potentially come back and bite me on the ass.
I wait until he comes into the back room.
"Hey Dan, you're not wearing your earbuds on the sales floor, are you?" I'm trying to seem calm and collected.
"Not usually," he responds.
"You are aware that you are not supposed to, right?"
"Yes. I am aware," he replies.
The guy is fucking thirty years old.
God, how I hate parenting adults.
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