Ken and I have a motto when we walk by certain mall kiosks, it's...DON'T MAKE EYE CONTACT! We had even been known to fake conversations on our cell phones to avoid being "attacked".
Last night we were strolling hand in hand through the mall, we were stupid, we let are guard. It happened so fast it's almost a blurr...but we made the fatal mistake...we made eye contact. Aaaaahhhhh!
Making eye contact is some how invitation to have your personal space invaded. It's like saying to the sales woman (I'm being polite), please get WAY too close to me, make me feel uncomfortable, I like being violated!
We instantly noticed our mistake and Ken promptly put up the "talk to the hand" sign. We are not interested, he stated. That's when the chase began. We start walking a little more brisk, but SHE (just for convenience let's call her, ....Jezebel) was in hot pursuit.
Just before Jezebel gave up she tried one last desperate effort. She calls out...Are you sure you're not interested?....But, I'm pretty!
What the crap? Do you just say that? I turned back, and with a laugh confirmed our stance that we were not interested. Jezi's lucky that I didn't head back and break her pretty little nose.
I got a good laugh out of that, but I was also a little dumb founded. Did Jezebel think that flirting with Ken, while he was holding my hand was going to be a good marketing strategy? I think NOT!
WARNING to all mall goers...Christmas time is brutal! I don't think it is possible to go to the mall without being accosted by the psycho Kiosk, hussy's. If ever someone asks...Can I ask you a question?...Just say, NO! Don't make eye contact, ever! And have your cell phone handy at all times. If all else fails, just RUN!
4 comments:
That is so funny! You should have told Jezi that you were prettier and kept on walking. I sort of feel bad for those mall kiosk people. They have to know that they annoy!
This cracked me up because it is so true. If those cell phone guys didn't have to stay with their kiosks they would hunt you down and drag you back by the hair!
I was "attacked" by the LIving scriptures salesman in the mall kiosk a couple of years back when Aaron was a baby. Hello, I had ALL the kids with me and Aaron had this wretched smelling diaper and he would not let me go!!! I needed a little more spine. After 25 minutes, I finally got away!!! And you would be proud of me, I didn't buy anything!!!!
This is why I live in Idaho...Small mall....Ok to hit someone if they say that to my husband.
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