Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Giving A Whole New Meaning To "Play-Date"
11:15 p.m. / 23:15
Have you ever been hit on by a four year old? I have. Okay, so he probably didn't mean it that way, but I couldn't help sort of thinking of it that way, and apparently neither could the shelver who witnessed it.
Alright, this is what happened: a mother put her four year old son on the counter (never mind the sign about no children on the counter) while she dug around in her purse for her ID. He was scooting to my side of the counter and his mother asked him where he was going. He said "I want her". She laughed and said he couldn't have me. So, he repeated himself just a little louder, "I want her!".
Later I told the shelver who was there that I thought the child had been way too big to be sitting on the counter, even if we weren't trying to discourage that in general. He agreed and noted that the child was also far too young to be after a 25 year old.
The same little boy, upon receiving his new library card on a bright orange lanyard, clutched the library card and announced with glee that he could use it to buy his own dog. I have no idea where he got such an idea, but I know I thought some pretty strange things when I was four, so I decided not to make any assumptions about his intelligence based on that one statement, and suggested he get a book about dogs.
Have you ever been hit on by a four year old? I have. Okay, so he probably didn't mean it that way, but I couldn't help sort of thinking of it that way, and apparently neither could the shelver who witnessed it.
Alright, this is what happened: a mother put her four year old son on the counter (never mind the sign about no children on the counter) while she dug around in her purse for her ID. He was scooting to my side of the counter and his mother asked him where he was going. He said "I want her". She laughed and said he couldn't have me. So, he repeated himself just a little louder, "I want her!".
Later I told the shelver who was there that I thought the child had been way too big to be sitting on the counter, even if we weren't trying to discourage that in general. He agreed and noted that the child was also far too young to be after a 25 year old.
The same little boy, upon receiving his new library card on a bright orange lanyard, clutched the library card and announced with glee that he could use it to buy his own dog. I have no idea where he got such an idea, but I know I thought some pretty strange things when I was four, so I decided not to make any assumptions about his intelligence based on that one statement, and suggested he get a book about dogs.
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Heh! I would've had a hard time not giggling in front of him at the announcement that he can buy his own dog :D
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