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May 31, 2004
King of Retail
I took WildChild to Wal-Mart Friday afternoon for some new sandals. As we were pulling into the parking lot he said "This not Ma's work Wal-Mart." You are correct, I said. Ma worked at a different one. He thought about this for a few seconds, then declared "This WildChild's Wal-Mart." (Right now he's heavily into the "these things are mine and these things are not" stage.) Oh, is that so? I said. "Yeah," he said. "This WildChild's Wal-Mart. WildChild get big, WildChild work dis Wal-Mart."
I'm giggling at this as we circled the busy lot, trying to find a reasonably close empty parking space. He started demanding that I park the car so we can go inside. I can't, I tell him, until I find a place to park. Frowning, he considers this for a few minutes then loudly yells:
"CARS! WHAT YOU DOING AT WILDCHILD'S WAL-MART? GET OUT OF THE WAY! MA NEEDS PARK CAR! GO AWAY!"
I'm not sure the world of retail is ready for him.
Posted by Rita at May 31, 2004 08:58 AM
Comments
Sign him up for MBA classes now!
Posted by: david at May 31, 2004 11:32 PM
Sounds like a perfectly reasonable child to me.
Posted by: Da Goddess at June 1, 2004 02:59 PM