Because it's Easter?
As I was finishing up earlier tonight a lady walked in.
SC: What are your hours tomorrow?
ME: We're closed ma'am.
SC: All day?
ME: Yes. We open up at 9 am on Monday.
SC: But why?
ME: It's Easter Sunday.
SC: But what about us customers that need our clothes clean for Monday?
ME: You probably should have done them today.
She didn't say anything else and retraced her steps back out the door.
I feel bad for the kids.
I was outside having a smoky treat last night when I noticed something whiz by me inside the store. I turned around to see a child of about 7 or 8 pushing his younger (maybe 4 year old) brother in one of our wheeled laundry carts. Their mom was oblivious to this even though she was sitting in the front corner seats blissfully jabbering away on her cell. I walked over to her.
ME: Ma’am, could you ask him to stop. Those carts aren’t to be played with.
SC: (phone still to her ear) JOHNNY, STOP IT! (never glancing up, continues her conversation)
Of course Little Johnny listens as well as any parentally neglected 7 year old and continues making figure 8's around the laundry, his little brother blissfully making siren sounds as he leans out the front of the cart.
I stepped in front of them and gave Little Johnny my patented Father Death Glare©™ and he stopped, grabbed his brother from the cart and went and sat next to mom. I feel bad for the kids and for the person who she was talking to who had their ear blown off when Mother of the Year yelled into the cell.
Happy Easter fellow CSers.
As I was finishing up earlier tonight a lady walked in.
SC: What are your hours tomorrow?
ME: We're closed ma'am.
SC: All day?

ME: Yes. We open up at 9 am on Monday.
SC: But why?
ME: It's Easter Sunday.
SC: But what about us customers that need our clothes clean for Monday?
ME: You probably should have done them today.

She didn't say anything else and retraced her steps back out the door.
I feel bad for the kids.
I was outside having a smoky treat last night when I noticed something whiz by me inside the store. I turned around to see a child of about 7 or 8 pushing his younger (maybe 4 year old) brother in one of our wheeled laundry carts. Their mom was oblivious to this even though she was sitting in the front corner seats blissfully jabbering away on her cell. I walked over to her.
ME: Ma’am, could you ask him to stop. Those carts aren’t to be played with.
SC: (phone still to her ear) JOHNNY, STOP IT! (never glancing up, continues her conversation)
Of course Little Johnny listens as well as any parentally neglected 7 year old and continues making figure 8's around the laundry, his little brother blissfully making siren sounds as he leans out the front of the cart.
I stepped in front of them and gave Little Johnny my patented Father Death Glare©™ and he stopped, grabbed his brother from the cart and went and sat next to mom. I feel bad for the kids and for the person who she was talking to who had their ear blown off when Mother of the Year yelled into the cell.
Happy Easter fellow CSers.
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