UPDATE!

Highlights of my day: 

*A woman that came in to do a return... of underwear.. (or innerwear as the company likes to call it :P  ) 

A: I'm sorry.. but it's company policy that we don't return underwear. 

C: What? Well that's stupid. What am I gonna do with it? 

A: (upon looking in said bag, she sees that all have been marked down to 1.99 or less.... this is certainly going to break the bank) 

A: I'm sorry, that's just the policy. 

C: Someone should have told me, i would have gone into the dressing room and tried them on.

A: (stunned silence, thinking 'what crazy person would let you TRY ON UNDERWEAR?) 

C: You can just throw those away.. what am I gonna do with them? 

A: (stunned silence) I'm very sorry. 

C: (headed toward the door, with her unwanted items) I hate this store

A: (refrain from breaking into uncontrollable laughter)

*A group of kids come in.. 2 guys, 3 girls.. Girls are oogling at whatever nonsense as the boys find something to entertain themselves. They make a b-line to the ink-tags that we are using to put on the clothes.. putting them together and trying to pull them apart... and of course they do this while no one is in the presence of said ink-tags. I walk over, kind of close into their personal space and put my hands out to have them return them. "Can I have those? Thanks guys.." They guffaw, return them, apologize, and bolt from the door. I smirk to myself. 

*A woman not wanting to return a pair of pants where she got them (on the banquet table just outside the entry) because she doesn't want to set off the alarm. 

*A pack of 3 girls, cant be more than 11. One girl leads them through the store directing to what SHE should try on and what might look good on her. I laugh to myself as I watch them go through the store and as she tells one how she should do her hair that would look SO great. And as she makes the trek from the back to the front of the store, she does fist punches out from her to the beat of the music as she bops along, still leading. I control my laughter and pray that they will just go away... and I wonder to myself.. "is this how it begins? Those girls in high school that insist on being the very center of the universe and dictating what is good or bad? Wow... they are gonna HATE you."

how's that for a post, kaje?