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Dh and I took the kiddos and went on a well deserved vacation to the beautiful Upper Peninsula of Michigan. We spent a few days traveling and seeing the sights and enjoying the peace and quiet. On our way home we had to cross "The Bridge" but before we did, we wanted to visit those nice little tourist traps along US 2. From those stops, we got to witness a brain burp and a major sightings suck.
First the brain burp.
We visited the World Famous Tourist Trap with the question mark logo. The "tour" was great and certainly fun and worth the money. After our tour, I was wandering around the gift shop looking at things when I heard this gem of a conversation:
TG - Tour Guide aka employee
GCC - Geographically challenged customer
GCC: Could you tell me where Indian River is?
TG: It is over the bridge, about an hour and a half from here.
GCC: So it is in the Upper Peninsula?
TG: (looking confused) This is the UP, Indian River is in the lower peninsula, south of Mackinac.
GCC: Oh. Well, we flew in to Mackinac. So it will be near there?
TG: (Pointing out Indian River on the map) It is right here....
GCC: So we just have to go back the way we came?
TG: Yes.
My thoughts: How the heck did you not know you crossed into the UP? There was a pretty big bridge and a toll to pay.
Next stop was to get pasties for our dinner. We pulled up to a liquor store that had a pasty shop attached. (Gotta love da yoopers). We pulled in and in the time that it took to unload the kids (est 2 min), a motor home pulled up and blocked the door to the pasty shop. We had to squeeze ourselves and the kiddos around it to get in the door. The driver leaned his head out the window and said he was sorry for blocking the door. Right. Now on to the actual suck.
We walked in and went to the counter to place the order. There was no one in the store aside from the workers and my family. We were greeted then we asked for a few seconds to decide on exactly what we wanted, the girl at the counter was still making eye contact with us and still waiting on us.
A woman from the motor home breezed in behind us, and announced that she wanted some pasties. (Getting the pronunciation wrong even with a pronunciation guide hanging up in the shop). She then proceeded to walk into the liquor store without stopping to say what exactly she wanted.
The hub and I stood with mouths opened for a few seconds then placed our order. While waiting our three year old started getting fidgety and not wanting to be sucky ourselves, dh took him out, so I was left with my two year old.
While still waiting, the motor home woman started placing items on the counter, where some of my order was waiting (placed there by the worker and not meant to be picked up until I paid). She then asked to have her stuff rung up so she could leave. The girl said that my order was in the register and that motor home woman would have to wait.
The woman kinda huffed. She honestly had to wait one minute. My order was up and I paid. My daughter got upset b/c I would not let her hold the soda or the bag of pasties and started whining. I put my credit card away, picked her up, grabbed my bag and drink and headed out the door. As I was picking my daughter up, the motor home woman address MY DAUGHTER saying:
"Now that you have fussed, you don't get that treat you were promised and have to go sit in the van with the boy who was bad".
It was only after I relayed the story to my dh did my ire get raised. I mean I was angry in the store, but I just wanted to get out of there so my daughter wouldn't cause anymore of a scene. Now I realize that that woman deserved my foot in her backside.
(Oh and I don't promise treats to my kids in exchange for good behavior (most of the time
))
First the brain burp.
We visited the World Famous Tourist Trap with the question mark logo. The "tour" was great and certainly fun and worth the money. After our tour, I was wandering around the gift shop looking at things when I heard this gem of a conversation:
TG - Tour Guide aka employee
GCC - Geographically challenged customer
GCC: Could you tell me where Indian River is?
TG: It is over the bridge, about an hour and a half from here.
GCC: So it is in the Upper Peninsula?
TG: (looking confused) This is the UP, Indian River is in the lower peninsula, south of Mackinac.
GCC: Oh. Well, we flew in to Mackinac. So it will be near there?
TG: (Pointing out Indian River on the map) It is right here....
GCC: So we just have to go back the way we came?
TG: Yes.
My thoughts: How the heck did you not know you crossed into the UP? There was a pretty big bridge and a toll to pay.
Next stop was to get pasties for our dinner. We pulled up to a liquor store that had a pasty shop attached. (Gotta love da yoopers). We pulled in and in the time that it took to unload the kids (est 2 min), a motor home pulled up and blocked the door to the pasty shop. We had to squeeze ourselves and the kiddos around it to get in the door. The driver leaned his head out the window and said he was sorry for blocking the door. Right. Now on to the actual suck.
We walked in and went to the counter to place the order. There was no one in the store aside from the workers and my family. We were greeted then we asked for a few seconds to decide on exactly what we wanted, the girl at the counter was still making eye contact with us and still waiting on us.
A woman from the motor home breezed in behind us, and announced that she wanted some pasties. (Getting the pronunciation wrong even with a pronunciation guide hanging up in the shop). She then proceeded to walk into the liquor store without stopping to say what exactly she wanted.
The hub and I stood with mouths opened for a few seconds then placed our order. While waiting our three year old started getting fidgety and not wanting to be sucky ourselves, dh took him out, so I was left with my two year old.
While still waiting, the motor home woman started placing items on the counter, where some of my order was waiting (placed there by the worker and not meant to be picked up until I paid). She then asked to have her stuff rung up so she could leave. The girl said that my order was in the register and that motor home woman would have to wait.
The woman kinda huffed. She honestly had to wait one minute. My order was up and I paid. My daughter got upset b/c I would not let her hold the soda or the bag of pasties and started whining. I put my credit card away, picked her up, grabbed my bag and drink and headed out the door. As I was picking my daughter up, the motor home woman address MY DAUGHTER saying:
"Now that you have fussed, you don't get that treat you were promised and have to go sit in the van with the boy who was bad".
It was only after I relayed the story to my dh did my ire get raised. I mean I was angry in the store, but I just wanted to get out of there so my daughter wouldn't cause anymore of a scene. Now I realize that that woman deserved my foot in her backside.
(Oh and I don't promise treats to my kids in exchange for good behavior (most of the time
))
How is that missed? Isn't it pretty obvious when you look at the map? 
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