Went to a big box store to get new rear tires. Caught a tire-changing staff member wearing my faux fur hat found in the trunk, doing some kind of “Walk Like an Egyptian” dance. Hissy fit: had. Lame excuses like “It fell on the floor and…” proffered and repelled. Complaint letter: written.
EW!
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CJanelleS from the MDC here.
Curious if you’ve gotten any response from the store regarding the employee’s behavior?
Also wondering if it mightn’t have been written off as a funny moment in your day rather than a frustrating one?
I didn’t get a response, I’ll most likely let it go.
Funny–first it was overwhelmingly squicky (the thought of my hat on some strange person’s head in the height of New Mexico sweaty summer: ew!) and then it became a roaringly good story to tell. I was in CA this weekend and got the chance to get together with two old friends from college. I told the story, complete with an “acting out” of the dance the guy was doing with my hat on his head, and had everyone rolling on the floor. Good thought!