I neglected to mention the scare Mama Bear and I received the night of the Saturday Adventure with Nephews.
Mama Bear works at Mark's Work Wearhouse and she can get me the staff prices on the merchandise. She clears it with the powers that be, they remind her of her security clearance for when she calls the alarm company (cuz it's after hours and it's an "out of the ordinary occurrence"), and off we go. We're browsing the store just fine. I'm into trying on my second outfit when the phone rings. Mama Bear goes to answer it and the line is connected already to another phone. I don't really pay much attention as I'm too busy looking for shoes to go with the fabulous number I've got on when she says, "Cyn..." I look over and she's white as a ghost and she's looking over to another part of the store. She's got a fairly freaked out look on her face when she says, "Someone else is in the store." My heart starts to race as I follow her gaze across the store.
me: "What?!! Where?"
MB: "I don't know but when I tried to pick up the phone it was already picked up by another phone somewhere in the store. Come with me."
We go to the front counter to check out the phones and grab a weapon (one of the metal rods used for the displays). The line on the phone is disengaged and we start pushing buttons to see if we can't figure out which set picked up the call.
Ring ring!
MB tries to answer but again, it gets picked up before she can answer. Now we're really freaked out and convinced someone is hiding in the store. Naturally our next choice it to investigate. Why I'm not sure, but we did.
Picture this, MzMaizun and Mama Bear carrying non descript metal rods looking for bad guys. The store was the easy search, the dimly light storage room with lots of dark places to hide a bad guy, was not so easy. Plus, considering we have at least 1/2 the same genes (not jeans...I know it's a workwear store but I'm talking DNA here) means Mama Bear and I have very similar tendencies. All the while we're searching the store, we couldn't stop giggling. Not that we thought the situation was overly funny but because we were scared shitless. (One of us even had the nervous toots but I'm not naming any names....although you'd think it was me wouldn't you?!!) I can just imagine the idiotic scene we displayed to the security cameras.
In the end there was no intruder and it was a problem with the phones. Specifically the one line of the phone system. Who says technology makes our lives better?!! Needless to say, I quickly changed back into my own clothes and we got the hell out of there. Not before collecting a few great tops for work and a cute pair of denim capris! I mean come on...fashion before fear people!!!
me: "What?!! Where?"
MB: "I don't know but when I tried to pick up the phone it was already picked up by another phone somewhere in the store. Come with me."
We go to the front counter to check out the phones and grab a weapon (one of the metal rods used for the displays). The line on the phone is disengaged and we start pushing buttons to see if we can't figure out which set picked up the call.
Ring ring!
MB tries to answer but again, it gets picked up before she can answer. Now we're really freaked out and convinced someone is hiding in the store. Naturally our next choice it to investigate. Why I'm not sure, but we did.
Picture this, MzMaizun and Mama Bear carrying non descript metal rods looking for bad guys. The store was the easy search, the dimly light storage room with lots of dark places to hide a bad guy, was not so easy. Plus, considering we have at least 1/2 the same genes (not jeans...I know it's a workwear store but I'm talking DNA here) means Mama Bear and I have very similar tendencies. All the while we're searching the store, we couldn't stop giggling. Not that we thought the situation was overly funny but because we were scared shitless. (One of us even had the nervous toots but I'm not naming any names....although you'd think it was me wouldn't you?!!) I can just imagine the idiotic scene we displayed to the security cameras.
In the end there was no intruder and it was a problem with the phones. Specifically the one line of the phone system. Who says technology makes our lives better?!! Needless to say, I quickly changed back into my own clothes and we got the hell out of there. Not before collecting a few great tops for work and a cute pair of denim capris! I mean come on...fashion before fear people!!!
4 comments:
The nervous toots must be from the other side of the family. It doesn't take nerves to make the Masons flatulent, nor are we nervous about being flatulent.
Yes I was behind Mama Bear for the store search but I recall being in the lead down the dark scary corridor in the supply room!!
Could you be a pal and drop me an e-mail? ( joe at feastofcrumbs dot com ) I can't find any way to contact you.
Strange blog,keep it up.
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