Rate this story I once was on an inventory crew assigned to a large department store. A supervisor approached me and said to follow her to the “IA” department. I soon found out that “IA” stands for “Intimate Apparel.” “I want you to inventory our panties,” said the supervisor. She handed me a scanner, instructing me how to remove the panties, scan the bar code on the tags and replace the panties back on the display. The main wall, which I dubbed “The Great Wall of Panties,” had a cluster of 50, foot and a half long pegs, ten...
