I work at a children’s clothing store, and for the most part, there is usually no drama.
Well, apart from the occasional customer who isn’t happy with the fact the sole of her daughter’s shoe she bought five months ago has come off, and “what do you mean it’s not faulty and I can’t get my money back?”
‘Faulty’ shoes aside, last Saturday during my shift, something happened.
Something which made me think that maybe… maybe parents are too quick to defend their child.
It all happened when a six-year-old girl was sitting on the ottoman watching TV at the back of the store. Prior to that, a boy aged around eight was sitting there who had gotten up to see his mum who was shopping around the store.