(It is prom season. We have a lot of girls coming in to try on dresses. Three girls have been trying on heaps of dresses. They finally select the ones they want.)
Me: “I see you’ve made your final selection! If you just bring them to the register, I’ll be happy to ring you up.”
(Their mother walks over.)
Mother: “Oh, what lovely dresses!”
Girl: “Yeah. We had to go through a lot of dresses before we found anything decent.”
(The mother gets a weird look on her face.)
Mother, to me: “Excuse me, miss?”
Me: “Yes, ma’am?”
Mother: “Are those the dressing rooms?”
Me: “Yes.”
Mother: “Do you mind if I run in there for a minute?”
Me: “Go ahead!”
(The mother walks in, and sees all the dresses on the floor of the dressing rooms. She comes out fuming.)
Mother: “You girls march right in there, pick up every dress, and hang them back up! Right now!”
Girl: “Why? It’s her job!”
Mother: “I did not raise a bunch of pigs! Get in there now, or you won’t be going to prom!”
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