Frustration

Yesterday I went to the mall in the morning. I had something to return and figured I would browse a bit. Sounds simple enough, right?

So, I get there and we walk past Auntie Anne's and or course Bubby asks for a pretzel. Since it is time for a snack anyway, I buy him one. I order "Plain pretzel, no salt please". The lady gets the pretzel and then asks me if I would like to buy cheese sauce for it. What?? Yes, I ordered a completely plain pretzel, but would love to give my 2-year-old a bowl of hot cheese sauce in the brand new stroller. I smile and say "No thank you" and then she hits me with "Any soda or lemonade?" If there is something worse than a 2-year-old with cheese sauce, it is a 2-year-old with a big lemonade. Been there, done that, not pretty. I give her one more "No thank you" and finally pay for the darn pretzel.

I make it to the store where I have to return a pair of leggings. I had just bought them, paid cash and had my receipt. But no siree...I cannot get my money back until I provide my name, address and phone number. O.k...by now I am getting annoyed. Bubby is attempting to stand up in the stroller and I am starting to worry what other information I will need to provide to get back my $7.99...I am worrying the next step may be fingerprinting or a strip search. The saleslady is sensing my irritation and finally gives me my money.

At this point I leave the mall and am just annoyed. I am realizing why I love shopping on-line. There is just one more stop. I walk into Starbucks, order my "tall, non-fat, no-foam, no-whip hot chocolate" and within a minute have the drink in my hand and Bubby has a Starbucks sticker on his shirt. Finally...something easy...I totally heart Starbucks. :)

A Great Run and a Question...

Today I got out the door early for a long run. I grabbed my gloves and headband on the way out the door, just in case. Well...thank goodness I did! Man, was it COLD and WINDY!!! The thermometer said 41, but it was extremely windy, so it felt much colder than that. Sometimes the wind was so strong it took my breath away. But...I made my 8 mile run! I am amazed at how much easier it is getting. I felt great at the end...very strong.

O.k...here is the background for my question. I was trying on some item in Ann Taylor LOFT (my fav!!) There was a woman in the room next to me and her husband or boyfriend (I am not sure which) was waiting right outside for her. After she would try on each item she would go out and show him and he actually said things like "You are definitely getting that!" and "I really like that on you." and "I can get the other size for you." What the heck!?!???!?!?!?!? My husband does not come clothes shopping with me, which is a good thing. He does not believe in browsing. His philosophy is go straight to what you need, grab it, pay and leave. What are other people's husbands like? Like mine or like the guy outside the fitting room? I am very interested to know... :)