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No, not the beautiful bird. An evil woman with that awful peacock hairstyle. She was a BITCH!
Yesterday was, I guess for lack of a better term, one of the nicest most "spring" like days we've had. So, temps in the upper 30s, brilliant sunshine, not a cloud in the sky....but it's tax return time, so guess what that means? Everyone wants to go shopping! All I wanted to do was spoil myself
I mean, the mall and everywhere nearby was mobbed. Traffic going from where I met up with mom for lunch to the mall, not even a MILE, took nearly 30 minutes. This isn't Minneapolis. It's BFE Wisconsin. For corn's sake.
The first few places we stopped at, the sales associates ringing us up even commented that the mall had been a zoo since the late morning. It was almost as bad as back to school and the holidays.
We went to American Eagle, where I normally don't shop much anymore being on a budget, but since I had extra money, I was going to buy 2 pairs of my favorite jeans, because I know they are built to last more than 5 wears without the butt pockets getting holes.
The store is small as is, and even though they have one of those maze-like things for the checkout line, the line was going in all different directions.
Mom and I got behind a group of younger girls, who must have been pulled to the side to do a return, and we didn't realize it.
All of a sudden, we get "yoo hoo" ed at. By this middle aged woman, dressed to match her daughter (even copying my favorite look, which is a cute shirt under a black fleece, cute jeans and a pair of heels/heeled boots. This woman was wearing jeans and shoes that were much more suited for someone 20 years younger, and her hair was that awful peacock like spikey short blonde hair but long and pokey in the back. Some women carry it off and it looks fierce, but a lot of women just look like angry birds, like her), all but snapped her fingers to get our attention.
Then, she took one hand, signaled that arrow-like gesture, pointed behind her and snapped "The LINE. goes. BACK. THIS. WAY!" pausing between every word and violently gesturing with that hand behind her.
Now, it's no excuse, but I honestly had the worst, worst, worst work week that I have ever had on my current shift this past week. I had relaxed a bit Friday evening but I was still so freshly used to my shift lead talking down to me like that, that this woman sparked it back into me.
As mom and I walked past, mom had been just talking about going to another store while I waited to pay, and I said out loud "Please Mom, stay here next to me. I can't promise you I won't be punching any peacock women if you leave me alone here."
I felt bad because I knew mom wanted to do her own thing, but she saw I'd started getting rage-like (really, I'm more snarl than bite, but when I get mad I tend to get a little Hulk-like) and she said "It's ok, I'll stay with you hun. Don't get worked up, you're better than her."
And a while later, we were at Charlotte Russe. We got in line to pay behind two girls. All of a sudden, two other girls stepped right next to us, and the associate rudely stated "THEY were BEFORE you guys."
Not that I know the whole backstory, but the associates didn't pull anything from behind the counter to save for them, to make it seem more plausible. For all I knew, they were just lingering sideways like some people do when they don't know where to go.
It was still a good day and lots of good deals, but MAN, when a place gets busy, all manners seem to go right out the door!
Yesterday was, I guess for lack of a better term, one of the nicest most "spring" like days we've had. So, temps in the upper 30s, brilliant sunshine, not a cloud in the sky....but it's tax return time, so guess what that means? Everyone wants to go shopping! All I wanted to do was spoil myself
I mean, the mall and everywhere nearby was mobbed. Traffic going from where I met up with mom for lunch to the mall, not even a MILE, took nearly 30 minutes. This isn't Minneapolis. It's BFE Wisconsin. For corn's sake.
The first few places we stopped at, the sales associates ringing us up even commented that the mall had been a zoo since the late morning. It was almost as bad as back to school and the holidays.
We went to American Eagle, where I normally don't shop much anymore being on a budget, but since I had extra money, I was going to buy 2 pairs of my favorite jeans, because I know they are built to last more than 5 wears without the butt pockets getting holes.
The store is small as is, and even though they have one of those maze-like things for the checkout line, the line was going in all different directions.
Mom and I got behind a group of younger girls, who must have been pulled to the side to do a return, and we didn't realize it.
All of a sudden, we get "yoo hoo" ed at. By this middle aged woman, dressed to match her daughter (even copying my favorite look, which is a cute shirt under a black fleece, cute jeans and a pair of heels/heeled boots. This woman was wearing jeans and shoes that were much more suited for someone 20 years younger, and her hair was that awful peacock like spikey short blonde hair but long and pokey in the back. Some women carry it off and it looks fierce, but a lot of women just look like angry birds, like her), all but snapped her fingers to get our attention.
Then, she took one hand, signaled that arrow-like gesture, pointed behind her and snapped "The LINE. goes. BACK. THIS. WAY!" pausing between every word and violently gesturing with that hand behind her.
Now, it's no excuse, but I honestly had the worst, worst, worst work week that I have ever had on my current shift this past week. I had relaxed a bit Friday evening but I was still so freshly used to my shift lead talking down to me like that, that this woman sparked it back into me.
As mom and I walked past, mom had been just talking about going to another store while I waited to pay, and I said out loud "Please Mom, stay here next to me. I can't promise you I won't be punching any peacock women if you leave me alone here."
I felt bad because I knew mom wanted to do her own thing, but she saw I'd started getting rage-like (really, I'm more snarl than bite, but when I get mad I tend to get a little Hulk-like) and she said "It's ok, I'll stay with you hun. Don't get worked up, you're better than her."
And a while later, we were at Charlotte Russe. We got in line to pay behind two girls. All of a sudden, two other girls stepped right next to us, and the associate rudely stated "THEY were BEFORE you guys."
Not that I know the whole backstory, but the associates didn't pull anything from behind the counter to save for them, to make it seem more plausible. For all I knew, they were just lingering sideways like some people do when they don't know where to go.
It was still a good day and lots of good deals, but MAN, when a place gets busy, all manners seem to go right out the door!
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