There was a really shitty four-year-old that I had to deal with today, though. 'Twas not all fun and games!
So we have to size as many kids' feet as possible, and I was helping this particular mother with her son's shoes. While I was helping her and carrying her stuff to the register, her little kid practically screams "MOMMY I DON'T LIKE HER SHE'S UGLY!"
I thought, "Well I don't like you either you little shit, so I think that makes us even."
As I'm ringing up the shoes, this kid runs to the nearest rack of shoes and knocks it down, just to spite us all.
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