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I mean, really.
When did it become acceptable for the geeky little guy running the Derma-whatever mall kiosk to shout out “Hey! Ma‘am! I’ve got something here that will help your face!” like some carnival barker run amuck?? Seriously, sir, my face only looks like this because I saw you coming!
Or for the over-dressed gal at one of six mineral cosmetics kiosks to walk up to you and say “Hold on one sec” into the cell phone pressed against her head only to look at you and say “Did you need some help?“. The answer is NO. And not just because you‘re rude and probably overpaid for the disservice you just did me. It’s NO because if those nasty-looking make-up brushes on the edge of your kiosk come within three inches of my face, I’ll be forced to go back to Mr. Derma-Man for his advice. And that ain’t happening.
And when we went into the Godiva chocolates store to redeem the mailed offer of two free truffles, why was it necessary for the clerk to roll her eyes at us and say in her best monotone, “weonlyhavetwoflavors.” When pressed, she managed, “bananasfosterandcaramelizedapple.” We took one of each. And NO, we didn’t want anything else. But thanks for NOT EVEN ASKING.
I guess it’s been too long since I really shopped at a mall and I have just forgotten exactly how rude people can be. I can tell you one thing today’s little excursion accomplished: it convinced me that I will NOT be visiting a mall again any time soon. Not that there was much doubt; prior to today’s visit, it’s been over a year since I graced one with my presence.
Fortunately, I was hanging out with one of the coolest, and most polite, young people I know: My step-daughter Erin. We had a blast in [Link Removed] were cooking it up in there and it was smelling goooood!) and I made it out of there in under $20.
And she totally blew her wad in the [Link Removed] Apparently Texas souvenirs are a big hit in Canada. Who knew?