My friend is in town for training . . . which means we get to hang out in the evenings. Yesterday we opted for dinner and a trip to the mall. After all, there were souvenirs to pick up (it simply wouldn’t do for a mother to come home empty handed);and stores to visit without the need to keep an eye on kids. So it was we meandered into the Pottery Barn.
This was a first for me. While I love pretty much everything the store has to offer, I’ve long feared the associates much too snooty for my liking. They exceeded my expectations. Not only did they refuse to utter a word (we were the only ones in the store, I might add); they looked with disdain our direction. As if we had the nerve to impede on their quiet time.
Whatever. I was much too busy admiring these glasses . . .
I do not, however, support people with attitude problems. So if you happen to see anything similar, elsewhere, do let me know!