While putting on my socks this morning, I noticed the hole again (yes, one of those SAAAME socks that my wife was suposed to stitch up... from that time when we were talking about saving money... yes them!) She tried cutting them up, but luckily, I got them away from her and those greedy little scissors. So, later that day, I remembered that I needed to get a few pairs while we were at the mall.
One of the ladies greeted us ever so nicely as we entered the door. "Good afternoo, she said, "can I help you?"
My wife went in first, followed by my son, Jevonté, next was my daughter, J'Niah, while I held the door for them.
After we all said our "good afternoons," my wife answered and said "we're looking for some socks for my husband."
"Yes, ok... follow me, please!
"Yeah," I added, "I want to try them on first!"
Everybody stopped to look back at me like I was crazy.
"Wait... what?" Asked my daughter.
Jevonté break out laughing and repeated, "he say... he wants to try them on first!"
The lady looked a little confused until my wife added "Miss, don't mind him, hear? He's clowning with you."
"Nooo, I'm serious," I told them, " we try on shoes to make sure they fit, so we don't have to come back, I want to try on socks to make sure they fit... and the right colour to match my shoes too!"
Would you believe my wife gathered up the kids and walked out?
Yeeeah, they walked out! I kid you not... they walked out on me!
But that's ok... I could get my own socks, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! I don't need their help!
"Um... point me to the men's department," I said to the lady, I need to try them on first!"
The lady looked at me for a few seconds, puzzled, "are you SERIOUS?" She asked. When she saw that I was looking up in the ceiling for the men's department sign, she started heading back towards the front.
"I'm calling the manager! I don't have time to deal with CRAZY people!"
"Fine!" I said, "you go get the manager! You'll see that I'm right! I'm a 'CUSTOMER'!... and a 'CUSTOMER' is always right! ... and I'm not CRAZY!"
People are sooo not committed to their jobs anymore ...
Anyway, after locating a few bags of socks that were my size, I sat down on the lil bench that they have there and took off my shoes. I was just about to pull down my socks when I felt two sets of hands grabbing me from both sides. I looked up and it was the security division!
"Come-come... let's go! We don't want no trouble in here!" Said the bigger of the two... and these dudes were biiìig dude's! I would've been scared with just one dude, but two of them were intimidating!
I started stammering, "I-I-I'm a c-c-customer... I k-know m-my rights!!"
"Yeah, you have a 'right' alright," said the other one...
"... A 'right' to go try on socks in another store ... but not in here!" Said the first dude.
They lined me up to the door and tossed me out!
"Hey! Where's my... (wap!) shoes?"
Someone had flung it after me. It hit me in the stomach, "Ooof! That hurt!"
They just don't have no respect for customers!
By J.M.B. Sat 5th. Nov. 2016.
