A few weeks ago a gentleman came into the store and bought around five giant stuffed animals. He dumped them on the counter and gave me a knowing look.
"I bet you think these are for my girlfriend" he says to me.
I look back knowingly at him and reply "You're taking these out to shoot, aren't you?"
Like I was born yesterday...
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An elderly woman came into the store wearing super tight leggings - with giant faces of cats on them. I wish I could have taken a photo. On a side note, don't go onto Google and look up "cat leggings" - shudder!
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Look moms... I know you want to shop, but when you bring your kids in the store, we aren't babysitter's, nor is the toy area the "Play Area" as I overhead the other day.
It's not OK to leave your kids there for an hour destroying everything and dumping things and games all over the floor. And I KNOW you can hear me asking your kids to not touch these things, or open the puzzle box and yet you pretend it's not happening.
So I stand in the middle of the aisle until your kids scatter.
Then I find them one aisle over from you, under the clothing rack kicking the clothing from behind while you ignore them. And when I again ask them to stop and I pick up all the clothing, THEN you choose to come over and tell them "if you don't behave I won't take you to McDonald's"
Right.
On the other hand, there is the daycare workers that make sure the kids clean up the mess.
Or the mom, who I suspect is a foster mom who is kind and patient with her kids, but when they act up she takes them out to the truck until they behave.
Or the tall lady that comes in almost every day and her small daughter who may be 3 or 4 asks for permission to touch things.
Good parenting vs bad parenting.