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| 04.13.05 (6:19 pm) [edit] |
So after I picked Leah up from daycare, we bussed straight down to Confed to go to Burger King. It was great. Leah ate well and got to play in that huge gym that they have there.
After that, we hit the dollar store to grab some recipe cards. I find them useful for studying. We got the last pack...what luck!!
Then we decided to wait for the bus home and realizing that we had missed it and the next one wasn't due for about 20 minutes, I decided that we should walk up to Canadian Tire and grab some edging to prevent the horrible lawn from invading my strawberry patch again this year. So we walk up to the store, goofing around the entire way to make the walk a bit shorter for the wee one.
Inside, the plan is to scoot down to the gardening section and grab the loot and then back to the checkout and hopefully get back to the bus stop in time to catch the next one.
We're bookin' through the store and got about half-way to the other end when an associate stops me and asks me to leave my backpack at customer service. I'm so frigging tired, my feet hurt, I'm dealing with a 5 year old who wants one of everything she sees, there are about 20 extra pounds on my back and she wants me to hike to the entrance to drop off my fucking backpack??
Okay...I'm slightly annoyed at the inconvenience, but here's my real problem. If I were a 30 year old woman in pink flip flops with a beach bag tote the size of an extra large pizza box, toting a 5 year old child, would they make me leave my purse at the counter? No. So why would they do it to me? Do I look like some punk kid who wants to fill a backpack with stolen shit? Or do I look like a tired out single mother without a vehicle trying to deal with a stubborn child while making a speedy purchase?
I loudly declared that this is bullshit and that we would not be shopping there anymore. A few heads turned while we noisily left, Leah asking me a hundred questions and me loudly answering them as bluntly as possible. Hey, if they can be assholes to me...I can be an asshole to them.
I think that I need to be heard on this. Maybe they see a backpack as a transport vehicle for stolen goods. But then why aren't purses? Why not briefcases?
I see my backpack as an easy way to carry my business items. My purse. My book bag. My briefcase. I have been imposed upon and had my rights infringed upon because of a faceless corporate giant's generalizations and stereotypes heaped upon those who don't conform to their ideas of what is and isn't appropriate.
I WILL NOT leave my backpack at the front. It is my personal bag, full of my personal things. If these companies are that concerned about a tired woman with a tired child, they can have an associate accompany me and help me find what I need.
Save it for the punks, Canadian Tire. You suck the stinkiest of asses!!!
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posted by: care (reply)
post date: 04.13.05 (8:34 pm)
you GO giRL... I also like to just walk out of wal mart without showing the person the highlighted purchases!!! heh... evil abounds... DEATH TO CORPORATIONS!!!
posted by: SNEEVIL (reply)
post date: 04.13.05 (9:16 pm)
Reply to: care
Hehehe...I totally do that too! Stick it to the man!!!
posted by: W (reply)
post date: 05.05.05 (5:51 am)
New comment on an old posting, but I just thought I'd say...
Don't blame the sales associate.
Policy is policy, and no one wants to get yelled at by their boss because yet another person seemed to be an exception to the policy. When I work at the 7-11, all bags get left at the front. Young kid, 30 year old guy in a suit, eldery grandmother type - don't matter, "Ma'am, could you please leave your backpack at the front of the store? Thank you." No discrimination - policy gets applied to everyone. No exceptions.
Whether it's a good policy or not...take it up with management. Not saying you /were/ blaming the sales associate - you seemed to be focused on management in your posting, which is a good thing. =)
posted by: SNEEVIL (reply)
post date: 06.13.05 (3:15 am)
Reply to: W
What would they do if I dropped off my backpack at the door, opened it up and pulled out a HUGE ASSED purse? Would they make me leave it there or would they let me take it in to continue my shopping? My point is, that a bag is a bag. Why should my backpack be not allowed in a store? The only difference is that a backpack is actually LESS accessable for theft, since it happens to be ON MY BACK instead of under my arm where it would be more convenient for shoplifting, don't you agree?
Yes, I blame the policy makers.
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