...All because I asked why she was buying a pair of baby pants.
This girl was about 13 years old looking and all I freakin' asked was if she was getting it for a doll toy (which is pretty common considering how small the clothes are), and she said no. I mentioned maybe it was for a friend, then shut up. Not my right to keep inquiring, nor did I care about it after the fact. Then, Nosy Lady shows starts talking after they leave.
"Y'know, I think you embarrassed her." I'm pretty confused as to why, but do tell...
"Why do you say that?"
"Well, maybe she's pregnant. I could tell."
"Uhm, she was 13 and I don't pay enough attention to tell that." Have you ever considered, lady, that asking if she was pregnant, or assuming the fact, would make it worse? I HIGHLY doubt the little girl was pregnant.
"I'm JUST SAYING...you embarrassed her. She was pregnant."
"Well I already said it, so I can't do much after the fact, can I?"
She sorta huffed and puffed a little then left. One more story!
Don't Confuse Us For Dollar Store
These two older teens (think 17 or 18), come into my line with their father. They're buying those rubber band refills (for those DIY bracelet looms), and a two-pack of Slim Jims. I ring the rubber bands up.
Girl: "Uh, those are supposed to be a dollar." Well, they aren't showing for a dollar, are they?
"Let me go check since they right next to my lane! I'll be right back." I check, and the ones they chose were on an unmarked peg. All the other pegs show the correct price, and there's NOTHING that was even related that was a dollar, so I go back to my lane. "Well, it looks like they were all *price*, and yours were on an unmarked peg, but the others were *price*."
Father: "So then they're *price*" The brother goes to check the prices with her after 'heeding' the warning. They come back defeated.
"So, do you still want them?"
"Yeah..." But wait, Brother notices something!
"The Slim Jims weren't a dollar!" Oh for Christ's sake!
I'm not playing this game. They're right on the lanes WITH a price tag, anyway. Just stop whininggggggg.....you're perpetrating a stereotype here!
Father: "Well they're not" Yay Dad!
"They're *price*, not a dollar, sorry."
Brother:"Fine, we'll get that too..."
Now if they'd just listen to their father and STOP WHINING ABOUT IT, they'd be gone already. The boy just wouldn't stop whining in that annoying tone. In fact, for every time he whined, I wanted to tell him to shut up, it was that bad. And I'm normally pretty patient!
This girl was about 13 years old looking and all I freakin' asked was if she was getting it for a doll toy (which is pretty common considering how small the clothes are), and she said no. I mentioned maybe it was for a friend, then shut up. Not my right to keep inquiring, nor did I care about it after the fact. Then, Nosy Lady shows starts talking after they leave.
"Y'know, I think you embarrassed her." I'm pretty confused as to why, but do tell...
"Why do you say that?"
"Well, maybe she's pregnant. I could tell."
"Uhm, she was 13 and I don't pay enough attention to tell that." Have you ever considered, lady, that asking if she was pregnant, or assuming the fact, would make it worse? I HIGHLY doubt the little girl was pregnant.
"I'm JUST SAYING...you embarrassed her. She was pregnant."
"Well I already said it, so I can't do much after the fact, can I?"

She sorta huffed and puffed a little then left. One more story!
Don't Confuse Us For Dollar Store
These two older teens (think 17 or 18), come into my line with their father. They're buying those rubber band refills (for those DIY bracelet looms), and a two-pack of Slim Jims. I ring the rubber bands up.
Girl: "Uh, those are supposed to be a dollar." Well, they aren't showing for a dollar, are they?
"Let me go check since they right next to my lane! I'll be right back." I check, and the ones they chose were on an unmarked peg. All the other pegs show the correct price, and there's NOTHING that was even related that was a dollar, so I go back to my lane. "Well, it looks like they were all *price*, and yours were on an unmarked peg, but the others were *price*."
Father: "So then they're *price*" The brother goes to check the prices with her after 'heeding' the warning. They come back defeated.
"So, do you still want them?"
"Yeah..." But wait, Brother notices something!
"The Slim Jims weren't a dollar!" Oh for Christ's sake!

Father: "Well they're not" Yay Dad!
"They're *price*, not a dollar, sorry."
Brother:"Fine, we'll get that too..."
Now if they'd just listen to their father and STOP WHINING ABOUT IT, they'd be gone already. The boy just wouldn't stop whining in that annoying tone. In fact, for every time he whined, I wanted to tell him to shut up, it was that bad. And I'm normally pretty patient!
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