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People get mad whenever they get 'caught' in something they shouldn't.
It's a common symptom of the self-absorbed to be convinced that everything in the world relates to you somehow.
So, this woman left the stinky diaper in the cart. But before she could make her escape, she sees the Op find it, probably make a face, and drop it in the trash.
Since everything relates somehow to her, in her mind the Op knew it was her diaper. By her perception, by making the disgusted face and throwing the diaper out in front of her, the Op was scolding her for leaving her poopy diaper in the cart.
This caused Crazy Lady to feel a twinge of embarrassment and guilt, which she then chased around in her brain, trying to justify thing by making it the Op's fault, and down the yellow brick road of deraged justifications and specious logic we go!
I think this is how MOST of these situations arise. Some people just can't handle even the unintentional implication that they're wrong.
I would have said, "Ma'am, be glad I'm not calling the police to file a report, as a used diaper is considered a biohazard. Guess what, changed my mind. I've got your license plate and I'll give them your description, so after they take my report they should be able to find you quite easily."
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This is why I make it my personal goal in life to chase those little bastards with the heelies around the store and yell at them every chance I get. ^_^ It fills me with joy then THEY trip and fall.... hehe
"I'm not smiling because I'm happy. I'm smiling because every time I blink your head explodes!" -Red
About the Heelies.....I will never forget the day I discovered that my hipbones have the ability to really hurt someone.
I was at Wal-Mart doing my grocery shopping and some kid was wheeling around and around the aisles in his Heelies and he came around the corner and literally bounced off of my hipbone. I wonder if he got a bump on his head?
I was at Wal-Mart doing my grocery shopping and some kid was wheeling around and around the aisles in his Heelies and he came around the corner and literally bounced off of my hipbone. I wonder if he got a bump on his head?
That would have to hurt. Bones, by definition, are not soft.
I once saw one of those kids in heelies careen into a door as someone was opening it. He rebounded off of it and landed flat on his ass.
The mother, of course, was threatening to sue the store due to negligence, but I don't know what else happened because I was busily trying not to burst into hysterical laughter after making sure the kid wasn't actually *hurt*.
Mind you, I got to the kid faster than his mother did, because she was too busy buying meat.
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