My parents used to take me to the mall a lot when I was a kid. The mall used to look a lot bigger on the inside than it did from the outside (at least it did to my 4-year-old eyes). My dad told me this was due to the fact that a man who worked for the mall would punch a button to shrink the building down at the end of the day. I believed him. So whenever I would whine about not wanting to leave the mall, my dad would tell me that we only had 5 minutes before "the man" pushed the button, so we had better get out of the mall quickly before it shrank and trapped us inside.
A childhood belief about going shopping
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that The Mall Of America was in Canada. — Adam
- I used to believe that mall directories were magic because they always knew where you were.— eric
- I used to think that a strip mall was where you shop naked.— WD
- I believed that if you pushed your belly button, your bum would fall off.— Wendy
- I used to believe that belly button lint came from the *inside*. Why else would it always be the same color?Anon
- I used to believe that inside each volcano there was a guy who'd press a button to make it erupt.— Jim, UK