Geez, you guys are such nits. Here's the whole story:
SHELF STOCKER GUY: Can I help you find anything? (or maybe it was, "Are you finding everything OK?")
ME: Well, since you asked, peas blahblahblah months blahblahblah, you happen to know anything about that?
(Cougar walks by pushing her cart. She's wearing shorts on a night that isn't particularly warm. I think she's feeling sexy tonight. Hey, is she checking me out?)
SHELF STOCKER GUY: Gee, no, first I've heard of it.
ME: All right, don't worry about it. Thanks for your help.
(I finish up in that aisle, and head to the next one. Halfway down, Shelf Stocker Guy from comes over from previous aisle, brandishing several cans of peas)
SHELF STOCKER GUY: We don't have any Del Monte, or any 8 oz cans, but we have these!
ME: (thinking, "This guy won't quit!") I appreciate that, but I was just interested in that one item.
SHELF STOCKER GUY: (repeats everything he's already said in the previous aisle, ends with) I don't know.
(here comes Mrs Cougar again)
ME: Heh, maybe the Duke brothers were trying to corner the market. (I had just come from a poker table where I had made a Trading Places/Duke brothers joke that got huge laughs, see spoiler box below for details)
(Cougar grins, SSG is stumped)
ME: ...but you're too young to get that joke...
(Cougar LOLs, SSG shrugs. All walk away from me.)
(I start planning on what I'm going to say when I see Cougar in next aisle.)