This is a basic, petty vent…

just so I can get this out and let it go because it’s so f’ing petty…

AB-annoying broad with tightest bun I’ve ever seen
ME – duh

AB- “that flag is certainly effective! It brought me right in here! I made a U-turn and came back up! Do you sell that flag?”
ME- “thanks so much for stopping! We don’t have that flag but either store A or B down the street might have it”
AB – “Oh, I’ll have to go look… but I’ll look around here first! It’s darling! My name is Dorothy, what’s yours?”
ME – “uhhh… I’m Agnes… good to meet you”
AB – “You know, I serve up at st. dumb catholic church. We have a 10:30 mass, you should come!”
ME – nervous laughter
AB – Looks around… idle chit chat. Then she stops and picks up a pair of scissors I have sitting on a stepladder. (They are in the tool-caddy thing. It’s out of the way and I’m still working on a display, but it WAS on the showroom floor) *waving scissors pointy sides out furiously* “You know, I used to be a chaplain at a prison and you really shouldn’t have these lying around, it’s VERY DANGEROUS… wouldn’t you agree with me?!?!!!” She said… eyes bugging out.
ME – getting really angry… smiles and does the “so-so” gesture with my hand while saying… “uhhh….wellll ”
AB – Very annoyed with me now… says a few things and leaves.

Lame lame lame I know… but go back under that rock you crawled out from under. UGH. Okay, I can return to my happy manic mood now.