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Yesterday my mom and I were out doing some Christmas shopping for me. The bulk of what we were buying was clothes so I needed to be there to try them on.
The store I love for jeans always has them on sale for two for $60 so obviously we were going there.
Now the fitting room area is small. It's about five stalls arranged in a tight semi-circle with a mirror in the centre.
I needed a different size, and as I left the fitting room a woman swooped in and said, "I'll be taking this now!" meaning the fitting room.
Um... ok, the store was not busy at ALL and you could have waited the three seconds for the employee to open one for you, but ok.
When I came back with my new sizes I entered a different stall one to the right of the one this woman was in.
Now, remember how I said it was a tight semi-circle? Well this woman had her 10 year old son in one of those mall strollers and he was spinning around all over the place directly in front of the mirror.
When I came out to look at the jeans I could not get anywhere near the mirror so I tried walking over to my mom to get her opinion.
Yeah, no dice. This woman also had her sister with her who stood directly in the way of the small opening for leaving the fitting rooms.
Me: "Excuse me."
Woman: nothing...
Me: "Excuse me."
Woman: nothing...
Me: "Excuse me!"
Woman: nothing...
Me: "Move, please!"
Yeah I was a dick, but this woman was obviously deliberately ignoring me because I saw her give her sister a "look" that said, "Pfft, she can go around."
When I walked back to the stall I said, "Maybe your son would be better off finding somewhere else to play."
She rolled her eyes.
When I came out to check out the second pair of jeans the boy, who was WAAAAAAAY too old to be in a stroller, was in the way of the mirror again.
To the boy:
Me: "Excuse me, bud, I just wanna get at the mirror."
Boy: "I'm playing!"
Me: "That's ok, but can I just squish in?"
Boy: "NO!"
This where I figured, "Fine, we're gonna play that game, eh?" So I pushed the stroller he was in towards the woman and said, "I believe this is yours," and walked back to the mirror.
As we were leaving my mom said to me, "Man, that woman really didn't like you!" to which I responded, "Why? Cuz I wouldn't put up with her acting like a child? Oh well."
Honestly, how are people THIS rude allowed out of the house?
I know what I did could very well be construed as rude as well, but both these women were the "I'll stand wherever I damn well please and you can deal with it" types, and clearly they were teaching this boy to behave the same way.
You know, I could have almost let it go if the store was busy and people were crammed in like sardines, but the store had about 10 people in it and is quite the fair size. There was MORE than enough room for them to hang out outside the fitting rooms and instead they chose to monopolize every inch they could.
Jerks.
The store I love for jeans always has them on sale for two for $60 so obviously we were going there.
Now the fitting room area is small. It's about five stalls arranged in a tight semi-circle with a mirror in the centre.
I needed a different size, and as I left the fitting room a woman swooped in and said, "I'll be taking this now!" meaning the fitting room.
Um... ok, the store was not busy at ALL and you could have waited the three seconds for the employee to open one for you, but ok.
When I came back with my new sizes I entered a different stall one to the right of the one this woman was in.
Now, remember how I said it was a tight semi-circle? Well this woman had her 10 year old son in one of those mall strollers and he was spinning around all over the place directly in front of the mirror.
When I came out to look at the jeans I could not get anywhere near the mirror so I tried walking over to my mom to get her opinion.
Yeah, no dice. This woman also had her sister with her who stood directly in the way of the small opening for leaving the fitting rooms.
Me: "Excuse me."
Woman: nothing...
Me: "Excuse me."
Woman: nothing...
Me: "Excuse me!"
Woman: nothing...
Me: "Move, please!"
Yeah I was a dick, but this woman was obviously deliberately ignoring me because I saw her give her sister a "look" that said, "Pfft, she can go around."
When I walked back to the stall I said, "Maybe your son would be better off finding somewhere else to play."
She rolled her eyes.
When I came out to check out the second pair of jeans the boy, who was WAAAAAAAY too old to be in a stroller, was in the way of the mirror again.
To the boy:
Me: "Excuse me, bud, I just wanna get at the mirror."
Boy: "I'm playing!"
Me: "That's ok, but can I just squish in?"
Boy: "NO!"
This where I figured, "Fine, we're gonna play that game, eh?" So I pushed the stroller he was in towards the woman and said, "I believe this is yours," and walked back to the mirror.
As we were leaving my mom said to me, "Man, that woman really didn't like you!" to which I responded, "Why? Cuz I wouldn't put up with her acting like a child? Oh well."
Honestly, how are people THIS rude allowed out of the house?
I know what I did could very well be construed as rude as well, but both these women were the "I'll stand wherever I damn well please and you can deal with it" types, and clearly they were teaching this boy to behave the same way.
You know, I could have almost let it go if the store was busy and people were crammed in like sardines, but the store had about 10 people in it and is quite the fair size. There was MORE than enough room for them to hang out outside the fitting rooms and instead they chose to monopolize every inch they could.
Jerks.
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