A witnessed wtf
O LAWD, attack of the scary shop-mums.
So it's just another Sunday at the UK Department Store where modern living is made easy. Witnessed by another employee who was on register at the time.
So there's this little girl (who I've decided to name Chloe/C because I don't wanna use her real name) and her mother/M...
C - Mummy, can I have this hairband?
M - NO!
C - .... *Puts the hairband into the trolley anyway and giggles*
M - Chloe, fuck off.
C - Please, mummy, pleeeeeeease it's only two fifty, pleeeeease?
M - Shut the fuck up! *Slams the hairband down on a shelf*
C - *Sulk* You never buy me anything!
M - *Grabs her and like literally SQUARES UP to this little kid* WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?!
C - *Wibble*
M - I FUCKING SPENT FIFTY FUCKING QUID ON YOU LAST WEEK, I'M FUCKING SICK LISTENING TO YOU OKAY?
C - *Sniffle*
M - *Stands up and sort of does this little hair flip* So fuck up... *Looks down at Chloe* ...Bitch.
C - T-T
M - *Walks over to a nearby manager* Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help me with blah blah *smilesmilesmile*
Employee: *still next to the tills* O_O;;;;
Everyone nearby was just staring. DO NOT HUMILIATE THE CHILD. Yes, someone saw what you did there. I don't care what the child says, but you do not speak that in public to an adult, much less to like, a six-year-old. As the person who saw this said to me later, "She's her daughter, not some random wee ghetto-bitch!"
It wasn't even a nice hairband (I went and picked it up later from the shelf it had been left on), but that's not really the point. The number of frightening mothers our collective staff has come across in the last year at least (since my employment there) is just unbelievable. That one was just particularly crazy.
So it's just another Sunday at the UK Department Store where modern living is made easy. Witnessed by another employee who was on register at the time.
So there's this little girl (who I've decided to name Chloe/C because I don't wanna use her real name) and her mother/M...
C - Mummy, can I have this hairband?
M - NO!
C - .... *Puts the hairband into the trolley anyway and giggles*
M - Chloe, fuck off.
C - Please, mummy, pleeeeeeease it's only two fifty, pleeeeease?
M - Shut the fuck up! *Slams the hairband down on a shelf*
C - *Sulk* You never buy me anything!
M - *Grabs her and like literally SQUARES UP to this little kid* WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?!
C - *Wibble*
M - I FUCKING SPENT FIFTY FUCKING QUID ON YOU LAST WEEK, I'M FUCKING SICK LISTENING TO YOU OKAY?
C - *Sniffle*
M - *Stands up and sort of does this little hair flip* So fuck up... *Looks down at Chloe* ...Bitch.
C - T-T
M - *Walks over to a nearby manager* Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help me with blah blah *smilesmilesmile*
Employee: *still next to the tills* O_O;;;;
Everyone nearby was just staring. DO NOT HUMILIATE THE CHILD. Yes, someone saw what you did there. I don't care what the child says, but you do not speak that in public to an adult, much less to like, a six-year-old. As the person who saw this said to me later, "She's her daughter, not some random wee ghetto-bitch!"
It wasn't even a nice hairband (I went and picked it up later from the shelf it had been left on), but that's not really the point. The number of frightening mothers our collective staff has come across in the last year at least (since my employment there) is just unbelievable. That one was just particularly crazy.