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Yesterday, Morgan and I had a girls’ afternoon out. We went to The Big City (Charleston). I took her shopping for running shoes (she starts track tomorrow) and out to lunch. We ate at Soho’s at the Capital Market, which is one of her favorite restaurants that we hardly ever go to because we are hardly ever out of the holler. She loves the waiter there. His name is Clifford. He used to play football so he talks to Morgan about sports and she likes to hug him when we leave. And even though we hadn’t been there for a year, he remembered Morgan and she even showed him that she still had the photo on her phone she took with him the last time we were there. Anyway, I love Soho’s–the food is delicious and I don’t even have to cook it, which is nice sometimes. Then she got her track shoes and we headed home. I stopped at K-Mart on the way to pick up a few things and on the way out, the door beeped on me.
The lady at the customer service desk ran out to tackle my thieving hide. She took my bag. I handed over the receipt and said, “I’m innocent, Officer!” She set my bag behind the customer service desk and told me to walk through the door again. It beeped, determining that the Stolen (!) item must be on me or in my purse, not in my shopping bag. She made me go behind the counter for a minute and run my boots, one at a time, over some device on the floor. She said usually it was something about people’s shoes that made the door beep. My boots didn’t make the machine beep. Then she took my purse and waved it through the door. My purse beeped. I said, “Feel free to search it!” She asked me if I had anything “odd” in my purse. I said, “Just my wallet and my cell phone. Oh, and some batteries.”
She made me take the batteries out of my purse. It was an opened package. I’d already used some of the batteries. She waved the package of batteries through the door and the package beeped. She marched off behind the customer service desk with my batteries. I said, “I bought those batteries at Wal-Mart!” She said, “Do you have your receipt?” Uh no……… “I bought those batteries a month ago!”
She said, “They didn’t beep when you came in. WHY IS THAT?!”
I said, “I don’t know, but you’re not stealing my batteries!!!”
I don’t know if it was just the ridiculousness that I would be stealing a package of batteries having opened the package and dumped half of them out first, or if it was just the crazy look in my eyes when I said, “You’re not stealing my batteries!!!” But she gave me back my batteries.
And Soho’s or no Soho’s, I’d better stay in the holler. It’s a crazy world out there!
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There should be a better system! How about the check-out-scanner marking every item purchased with a laser marker when scanned…that would eliminate having to keep or carry receipts altogether…so then every purchase would be marked “legal purchase” forever! Problem solved…why ain’t I rich!!
I know there are a few gliches to be worked out etc..LOL
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The librarians have gotten used to it. They look up at the beep, go “Oh! It’s you.” and wave me on. I think it’s pretty amazing that I get such small-town recognition at one of the biggest libraries in the Chicago area.
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I have yet to enter a K-mart that gave me a warm fuzzy feeling! LOL
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Oh, and I hope Morgan enjoys track. With 2 sons who were/are both runners, I’ve spent a lot of time at track meets (they’re very long, and you spend a lot of time waiting for your kid’s event. Even so, I miss them now that they’re over. Go figure). Does she know what events she’s interested in (sprinting, longer distance or field events such as pole vault or jumping)? Bring reading material or crocheting to the meets. You’ll have lots of time to get things done.
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You should have told them it was your magnetic personality that was setting off their beepers.
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We could make matching T-shirts and get together later to sing protest songs.
Sorry, I am a child of the ’50′s/’60′s. I got a little carried away.
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