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I used to work at the Goodwill. As you can guess, I met a lot of… interesting… people there. Honestly it felt like I was gathering new weird stories by the day, and soon things just stopped fazing me. Here are a few of my favorite stories off the top of my head.

I had just started working at the goodwill, had been there maybe a week, when a young man drove up to the donation center. I didn’t pay much mind to him until a co worker- who if you ask me, was a little off her rockers- came running up to me shouting complete nonsense. I tell her to slow down and tell me what was going on. Apparently, the young man in the truck was a guy I went to high school with who had just been charged with raping a sixteen year old girl in a park. It sent chills down my spine because that was when i realized that horrible people like that aren’t just people you read about in the news, they’re people you go to school with, people you encounter in your everyday lives, even working at goodwill. To make matters worse, my coworker ran out the donation doors and began shouting obscenities at him like “go to hell you rapist pig” until he drove off.

This one is more funny than creepy, but it’s really one of those things that only happens at goodwill. This didn’t happen to me, but to one of my coworkers. A couple drives up to the donation center (are you sensing a trend?) and tells my coworker to take the bags from the trunk. He does so and they drive off. My co worker then goes to sort through everything to later be priced. When he opens the bags he finds the usual old clothes, knick knacks, and… an entire bag of sex toys??? Yeah. That happened. And not five minutes later did the guy come walking in completely red in the face explaining that that bag wasn’t meant to be donated and could he have it back. In case you are wondering, yes we did give it back.
A short list of other strange things we’ve had donated:
Underwear, condoms, old food, a loaded gun, $20k cash stuffed in a cookie jar (probably drug money, and while there is a rule that the employee who finds any money gets 30% of it, this rule does not extend to managers and so the company got all $20k. Yup. People were salty)

This one is the most prominent one in my memory. We had a lot of strange regulars. And it being goodwill (a store that’s mission is to help those with disabilities) we had a lot of customers and employees with various forms of mental illness. So no hate there. However, we had one regular with schizophrenia who was clearly not taking her meds. Concerning to everyone, but in the end there wasn’t really anything we could do for her. She came in a lot and would share with us her dillusions. I would always listen politely, even though I was trying to get work done, because I felt bad. Every worker there had some sort of encounter with her. Her most common dillusion she shared was that someone was breaking into her house, stealing random items from her home, and donating them to goodwill. And she would go on about this for a solid twenty minutes. She would find a generic purse, insist it was hers and then go into detail about how even though her state of the art security system didn’t show anything, someone was definitely going into her house and stealing things. No holes could be poked in her logic. Not even the fact that no burgler would go through all that trouble only to donate things to goodwill??
Another of her stories was that she refused to buy anything black because it reminded her of her family who all tragically died in a herse related accident and the herse that killed them was black so she wouldn’t,, buy,,, black??
Very interesting lady.

Anyways those were just a few of my strange stories from working at goodwill. There are tons more but those were just a few that really stuck out to me.
Honestly questioning my life since this is my third weird story i have submitted to you…

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I enjoyed these 🙂