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At one time during my childhood I hated going shopping. That was because we couldn't buy everything in the store. I thought merchandise in a store would be sad every time someone passed by without buying it. I hated making all that merchandise sad.
As a small child, I believed that items sold in small sizes,
like, 1/2 dozen eggs, travel size shampoo, quart of milk etc. where only for "short people" and I told my mom I wanted to be a short person when I grew up so I can buy the cute stuff.....
when i was little we friends used to go for shopping. if the count is odd i.e. if there are odd number of people. we used to carry a stone along. Thats a belief that one should never go oddnumbered. quite a weird belief!!!! huh!!!!!!
The ink-filled plastic anti-theft tags on clothes in department stores would automatically explode if taken outside the store.
My little brother (two years younger, can you believe this?) had my sister and I convinced that the escalator would catch my feet if I did not use the correct procedure for getting off. Since my brother is MUCH smarter than I, I always jumped instead of stepping off. to this day (I'm seventeen) I cannot get off an escalator without jumping.
I had a recurring dream quite often when I was young, a nightmare that when I went shopping at the mall with my parents, in the clothing store the mannequins/dummies would somehow draw me away from them... and then never let me leave the mall. They would always keep me there with them and no matter what I did, I'd never get away.
Throughout my early elementary school years (up until grade 4), I would not accept clothing from a store that had mannequins in it (of any sort, even just body parts like arms or waists). I was terrified of them. The sight of one creeped me out and I would scream and cry to be removed from the store. My poor parents could not figure out what the hell was wrong with me because I never told anyone about the dream. I was terrified to stay in the store because I was afraid the mannequins would get me. It got to the point where I had to see a psychologist for my problem- and she worked out a solution where I no longer feared them (and stopped having the dream).
Yeah, I was a weird kid.
I used to think when i was really, really young that the liquor store was a candy store, because it's name sounds like licorice.
When I was about 3 years old, my mom always took me shopping. But whenever I spotted something I wanted, I wanted it. So badly. And when my mom told me that I couldnt have it, I would cry. So loudly.
So instead, she came up with a routine. Whenever I wanted something, she would say, "Let's go ask the manager (I thought everyone who had a job was a manager) if they will let you buy that, then." And so we would go to the cashier and my mom would say, "Excuse me, my daughter would like permission to buy this." And she would wink to the cashier. Then the cashier would reply, "Oh...I'm afraid we cannot sell that to you today." And I would say, "Oh. Okay." And obey her because to me then, the manager was like God. =P
When I was a kid my dad used to tell me that there were two toys-r-us's. One was a real toys-r-us and the other was a fullscale cardboard cut-out model of the real toys-r-us, and me and my brother used to always ask "dad, dad, is that the real toys-r-us?" so he always got away without buying us toys.
Well, when I was young I wanted to be a farmer because of my love for animals. Everytime my mom told me that we were going to the pharmacy I got really excited because I thought we were going to the farm, and whenever we got out of the car and went into a store instead I would ask my mom, "I thought we were going to the pharmacy?" in which she would reply "This is it" but I never really grasped that for a while.
I used to belive that the fountains at the mall were somehow connected to the urinals in the men's washroom, so from then until my Dad finally explained to me what the fountain was all about, I was terrified of going close to fountains.
Whenever I'd ask for something when my mom and I were shopping, she'd tell me we couldn't buy it because she didn't have a coupon or it wasn't on sale. I used to think that you LITERALLY weren't allowed to buy it without a coupon/sale, and it was only for display until it actually went on sale. I never threw a tantrum about not getting what I wanted because I thought the store wouldn't let us buy it.
when i was little i heard about nike putting people to work in sweatshops, so i figured that to make sure they had enough people in the sweatshops they took whoever owned thier shoes.so whenever my mom took me to buy shoes i would reminder her profusly NOT to buy nike.
For some reason, when I was little I used to think that if they were flowers in a store it meant it was someone's birthday. I could never figure out who, so I would just pick off one of the flowers, go up to some random person and go "Happy Birthday!!" No one ever refused the flower, but I imagine most of them thought it was pretty weird!
this was not mine but my mom's belief when she was small.she we were riding to the mall one time and we passed a flea market.she told me that she use to think they sold fleas when she was small.i guess she never went into one. lol
Once my grandma told me that my cousin,Brandon,went to the drug store with my other cousins Brock and Derrik.My eyes were wide and I was thinking 'haha!No Ive got something on him!' I didnt know that she ment that they went to buy medicen.
I was like 5 and I used to think that when you go into a store that you just have to show the guy behind the counter what you are getting and then you could leave (probably cause I couldent see above the store counter and never saw anyone give the clerk money) so one day when I was around 5, I left my house without telling my parents, walked all the way down an alley and into a liquor store grabbed like 3 boxes of boston baked beans, some sticks of gum and a beer that I was going to take home ofr my dad since he always brought stuff home from the store for me, when I showed the clerk he asked "wheres your mom or dad" and I jsut started crying, he called the cops,and the cop took me back home :(
I used to beleive the elevator in the Department store was somewhere you went while they rearranged everything.
Until recently, I believed that the food on the shelves was the only food that the stores had. Since I was told many times about the ill effects of smoking, I often wondered, "Why don't we just buy all the cigarettes? Then there won't be any left!"
whenever i saw those big spotlights from car dealierships, i used to think that it was a big hollywood premiere. i remember really wanting to go and see the movie stars and wondering why my parents didnt think it was as big a deal as i did