I will tell you all about Thanksgiving and holiday preparations on Monday (I hope!), but just had to share a pretty funny experience that happened to me today...
Just a little bit of a warning, it is a tad risque... but since Todd left yesterday for an out of the country business trip for the week, I just have no one else to tell it to! But don't get too excited, I am keeping it fairly PG-13.
So, I decided to take a run to the "sensual superstore" today. In the past, we've had to drive into Phoenix to get to the major one that is not around any other major businesses, homes, schools, civilization. But recently, and after some serious controversy over worries of it "ruining the neighborhood," one was built right here in the middle of suburbia. To give you an idea, it is on the opposite corner of a Baja Fresh and an Olive Garden and Petsmart is just about 1/4 mile down the road... so you can run all your "everyday" errands and also pop in here in one convenient trip!
Anyhow, I needed to run in to get the one item that always needs gettin' ... but have been threatening to look around the place a bit more and see what else they have to offer. So with Todd gone and being bored... I had some time to kill... so what the heck, right?!
This has to be the friendliest adult store in the world... you are always warmly greeted at the door. Well, actually they are checking for underage kids... or like one time I was there, when a couple had the balls to enter the store with an infant in a carrier! So the gal said hello and asked me how my day was... hi... fine ... and off I went browsing.
There was a middle age couple looking around the same section I was... so despite thinking that this is an "we're all consenting adults" and "not that's there's anything wrong with it" experience, I admit that it was still a tad awkward bobbing and weaving past them around the different displays.
But the kicker was in about 5-10 minutes time, 3 different employees came by both myself and this couple and asked if we needed any help. Again, super friendly and really quite genuine... but I think both of us were like... ummm, that's okay... we're fine... leave us alone... pretty please... as we weren't exactly at Target trying to find where the Q-Tips were. Well, just let's us know if you have any questions. Umm... okay, thanks!
In the meantime, another middle age woman is walking around the aisles and talking on a cell phone! Thankfully the conversation had nothing to do with what she was looking at ... just some innocuous chatter, but I wondered if the person on the other end of the line knew where she was... probably as most folks I find usually like to announce their location (I'm on the airplane we just pulled in, I'm at the ballpark, I am taking a dump in the a bathroom at Caesars Palace).
Anyhow, after being overwhelmed by a dizzying array of products, I make my selection and go off to pay. There is a gal and a guy employee at the counter. Again, very warmly greeted... how are you today... did I find what I was looking for... yeah, yeah. Then the gal starts admiring my purchase and says she hasn't seen it before... the guy cuts in (at this point I am 95% sure he is "family") and they start talking all about what I am buying... at this point, I likely have my frozen/fake smile on... the guy gives the stamp of approval to the item... blah, blah... and oy... I am just looking to pay and get out of there!
Alas it is over... the guy walks my purchase past the alarmed gates... and both wish me a nice day and happy holidays! Bye, I say... and think it is quite funny, that I got more "assistance" (or the threat of it!) in about 15 minutes time than I did in about the 2 hours I spent waiting for someone to sell me a car at the MINI dealership!
I can totally picture this scene -- although I cannot picture an adult bookstore in Ahwatukee! I hope you didn't run into Molly and Gary in there ... good lord!
Posted by: Kenneth | Sunday, November 27, 2005 at 09:39 PM