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...when it gets on the nerves of the ladies I work with.
Yesterday wasn't an insanely busy day at work, but at one point, these three female customers who had about eight or nine kids among them, decided to have a mom conference in the entryway. Meanwhile, their offspring decide to start rampaging, climbing on registers, swinging on shopping carts, wrestling on the floor and making as much racket as twenty kids. The cashier-ladies who work the morning shift usually go delightedly hoopey over kids, but even they were staring at the commotion.
Finally, the moms moved on -- just as "the Frenchman" was about to approach them and warn them about letting their kids mistake a grocery store for a playground. Once it was quiet again, one of the cashiers said, "It's nice that it's quiet, it sounded like Kiddieland." Said another, "I thought we were at Canobie Lake Park for a minute there." Said I, "You know the kids are *LOUD* when their racket gets to you gals..."
And then one of the regulars, a woman who shops with her pet chihuahua shows up with her poochie, who was sitting in the kid seat on his human companion's shopping cart, being so quiet and well-behaved. Talk about cosmic irony...
Yesterday wasn't an insanely busy day at work, but at one point, these three female customers who had about eight or nine kids among them, decided to have a mom conference in the entryway. Meanwhile, their offspring decide to start rampaging, climbing on registers, swinging on shopping carts, wrestling on the floor and making as much racket as twenty kids. The cashier-ladies who work the morning shift usually go delightedly hoopey over kids, but even they were staring at the commotion.
Finally, the moms moved on -- just as "the Frenchman" was about to approach them and warn them about letting their kids mistake a grocery store for a playground. Once it was quiet again, one of the cashiers said, "It's nice that it's quiet, it sounded like Kiddieland." Said another, "I thought we were at Canobie Lake Park for a minute there." Said I, "You know the kids are *LOUD* when their racket gets to you gals..."
And then one of the regulars, a woman who shops with her pet chihuahua shows up with her poochie, who was sitting in the kid seat on his human companion's shopping cart, being so quiet and well-behaved. Talk about cosmic irony...