Sorry - I Don't Work Here

I had an interesting event at my 'hood Krogers' this evening. I stopped on my way home to pick up some butter.  I was wearing my work uniform clothes - today's uniform was khaki pants and a dark blue golf shirt with my company logo on it. I guess people thought I was a Kroger employee. Two people stopped me as I was getting my butter and asked me questions about where the whipped cream and the aluminum foil were. I directed them both to the correct aisles and then quickly went to the self-check-out so I could get out of there before I had to do more work.