Pokemon and the Pink Sweater...

So again...another tale from the bookstore.

I get stopped as I'm running around trying to clean up piles of books and such left by people. The woman, how is wearing one of the brightest pink sweaters I've ever seen, is telling me over and over how her son saw another little boy with a Pokemon book and he wants the same one and he wouldn't give it to her. She wanted to know if we had another one exactly like it. I spent the next couple minutes trying to figure out what kind of book it was - chapter book, activity book, etc. She had no idea because the other little boy wouldn't let her son have it.

She found one that looked like it. I then pointed to two fixtures where it would have been located. She said "Well aren't you going to help look for them?"

I said "Yes, I'm just showing you where they would be."

She then stuck her hand up in my face and told me not to yell at her. She walked away from me and sat down next to her daughter.

None of them got up to help. So I spent the next 10 minutes going through both fixtures to find one Pokemon book. I walked over and asked her if it was like the one i had found. She was coloring with her daughter, refused to look at me, and said that she didn't know.

Her son looked up and said "Yes! That's it! Mom, she foundit!"

They stayed in the store for the next hour and a half.

I spent that time avoiding the childrens section. And warned everyone to beware of the pink sweater lady.

Now I remember why I never did like Pokemon.