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TIFU by telling my boss I crop dusted the aisles.

So for starters this didn’t happen today. This occurred while I was getting my undergrad at my local university a few years ago. I was reminded of this today and I still cringe when I think about my actions this day.

I was 20 years old and working at Lowe’s at the time as a sales associate. Specifically in the paint department. One of my jobs there at the time was put away any freight that came in.

One night the managers were talking and I heard somebody say “yo so and so crop dusted that aisle. I can tell…” well in my head… I thought that meant they knocked down everything in the aisles with an object.

So one night my shift was nearing the end and I had to take some freight back to receiving where I didn’t get everything finished. And as a female working at Lowe’s, sometimes working with pallet jacks are hard. And this specific pallet jack was not working properly, so it was twisted and turning in every direction and I was bumping into aisles.

So when I come back from receiving after finally getting the stuff to the back, my manager asked “what happened OP?”

Well, with my whole chest, I said “I was crop dusting all the aisles.”

My boss’ face turned like he was about to start laughing and he said “OP…. What do you mean you were cropdusting the aisles?” Then i explained the above!

He burst out laughing and said “OP…. You realize when you said you were ‘cropdusting’ you were telling me you were farting up and down the aisles”.

I wanted to pass away right there.

Up until I obtained my degree and left, the boss constantly called me “cropdusting queen”…. FML.

TL;DR. I unknowingly told my boss that I was busting ass all over the store.

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