I accepted a merchandising event in a neighboring state. The person who was assigned made the mistake of smoking the ole' marijuana in the rental car the company rented for them.....buaahhahahaha. $300 fine by the rental company and there went more than two days pay. I told them I would do it for $450 bucks and I spent most of that money on a car detailing company because, as a merchandiser/mystery shopper there are french fries in places I didn't know a french fry could fit.
Anywho, the store itself had a rep involved and mystery shopping came up. It was so, very, incredibly great to talk to someone else about it. I was staring and laughing and just so in awe, they probably got the idea that I liked them personally! It was so great that they had some of the same things happen to them that I had thought were anomalies and happened to me because I'm a dumbarse sometimes. But in my hood, where I shop, no way would I have a conversation with anyone about it. If someone found out and they were a shopper or a perspective shopper I would say I used to shop but it doesn't pay or something very derrogatory. When I lived in Hawaii, we used to tell the tourists that it sucked to live Hawaii because it's so expensive, the locals would do untold terrible things to you if you drove your rentacrap off the beaten path, etc. I have the same philosophy with mystery shopping where I live. This is my living and there's no way I would just give my neighbor anything (except the kids) that they don't pay for.