Christmas Shopping in Heaven

I am SO glad that I don't work in retail at this time of year. The stress you see on those cashier's faces is palpable! No thanks, not for me. I'll stick to my stay-at-home-mama gig.

And don't forget those shoppers. OH, what a steady stream of frantic ones, along with stressed out ones, shoppers who can't find aisle 3, and those shoppers who insist on pushing their way thru 20 people in the aisle just to get to the latest Transformer toy. Yikes.  And the parking lots.  Don't get me STARTED on drivers!  And yes, there are many nice people out there as well, don't get me wrong.  Most of the time I'm one of the nice ones.  Really!

Today my partner in crime (that would be Sweetpea, my adorable and very vocal 3 year old daughter) and I ventured into Target. You know, the place where angels sing and the heavens open up for me? Oh my GAWD I love that store. I had 4 things on my list. 4. FOUR. And how many things did I leave with? Can you say over 20 items? I HAD to stop at the dollar section (stocking stuffers!), and I remembered that I had forgotten to get Sweetpea some jammies. It is SO easy to distract a 3 year old when you are buying things for her from Santa. We were talking...and SINGing...and I was shoving all sorts of things into that cart! Sweetpea was telling everyone who would listen - "mommy, you need a new bra!" to "mommy, I want to go to the toy section" and "mommy mommy, can I have that dolly PLEASE?"  She was oblivious.  And happy.

And I think I'm done shopping.  Yes, it's true.

And there was much rejoicing.

And when I checked out, I said hi to Kimberly. You know, my cashier. She said, "I'm sorry, do I know you?" You see, I make it a habit to look at nametags, and I usually say hello to the person helping me, using their name. Call me crazy. It's really too bad that most people are so surprised to be called by their name.

And as we left the store-o-love, Sweetpea turned to the security guard at the door and said, "HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!"

Don't you love little kids?  When they aren't being little fartheads, of course.

Comments

[Mom on Coffee]

I always use their names too. I make a point of it then and when I talk to someone in the service industry on the phone, as well. It always freaks them out. What started as a nice greeting and morphed into a fun way to mess with someone's head. LOL. I kid, kinda...

I hate that we live over an hour from the store of love. But, it could, quite possibly be a damn good thing.

[Emma kw]

In a previous life, I worked retail, and i loved it when people called me by my name! I would try to reciprocate by glancing at their credit card if poss! Name tags can be a good thing ( especially the time, when I was 17 and working under the golden arches, and this really cute guy asked me out on a date!!). Now I am on the other side of the register, and am too a lover of the Target ( pronounced Tarjey!!).I will be there today, because we're out of shower gel!Any excuse! And I will exit with a cart full!!