So what exactly is the protocol when you walk around the corner of an aisle at Target and see an employee zipping up his pants and fastening his belt?
I was at a loss, so it came down to moving on to the next aisle while hoping I needed nothing in the original one or running away while screaming and clawing my eyes out.
Digging out a quarter, I flipped on it, and it came up heads. After deciding that meant I could keep my eyes, I moved on, hoping that he didn't get a happy ending in the detergent aisle - that's just nasty. Everyone knows that's what the pillow aisle is for - at least it was in my day.
But I digress. Maybe there was a perfectly innocent explanation for it - perhaps gravity intensified causing his pants to drop, or maybe he spontaneously lost 30 pounds, or maybe he's the kind of guy who adjusts himself in public.
In any case, I moved on, definitely a little older, probably a little less wise, and definitely disturbed.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Etiquette
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4 comments:
Okay, now that's just not right - something really shady going on there.
You have me wondering what Target you were at!
GEAAAAAAAAAAH!
(that's what he said.)
Thanks for the comments. It could have gone either way, but since the store was crowded, I (later) figured knocking the old ladies and college students down would have been more trouble than it was worth.
Oh, and it was the Brentwood Target, Mikala.
OOOhhh...the Greatland Target - I guess that makes all the difference! :0) Actually, now that I think about it, I think my little cousin works there! Uh oh...
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