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I used to believe that the only way to get new safety pins was to send clothing to be dry cleaned, because in those days it always came back with the tag held on with the safety pin.
when mommie was mad at me when i was little, she told me that she was going to return me to store where she originally bought me from. i thought kids got bought up until the age of 27.
I remember the first time I encountered barcode readers in a supermarket - I was about 8 and with an Aunt.
She had a trolley full of food and I couldn't understand how the checkout girl knew the prices and descriptions of everything as she took them off the conveyor.
It took me a LOT of years before I realised what was going on.
i used to believe that a sign in a cafe bone-fide meal meant meat with a bone in it
I used to believe that the drug store sold illegal drugs. It had the word "Drug" right there on the sign!Every time I went with my parents to buy shampoo and toothpaste I would worry that we would get arrested for being there!
When I was little, my dad told me that when the mall closed at night, zombies came out and ate all the people who were locked inside. It backfired, though, one night when we were still at the mall at closing time and I started freaking out.
We used to visit a shopping centre called 'Lion Yard' and perched on top of a big column was a statue of a large red lion. I was always afraid that the lion would come to life and jump down!
When i was about 5 yrs old me and my mother went shopping to Marks and Spencer and i was crying and screaming ( as we did when we shopping with our mothers )because i couldnt get my own way, then my mother turned around and told me that there was this child man hiding in this door in the corner of the shop and if he saw a child screaming he would come out and take me away and lock me up in this room until it was time to go home, i never cried shopping with my mother ever again.
When I got my feet measured by the electronic machine, I thought that the machine will squash my feet!
When you buy something in a shop and you don't have enough money, the shopkeeper will give you change so you can have it..........if only!
There is a department store in Edinburgh built on a hill with exits at the front and back, and you had to go up stairs to reach the back exit. However, they were labelled the "Princes Street level" and "Rose Street level" exits, and I used to look up or down whenever we left the store and wonder where the other level was, because I could never see it...
Ya know how kids just love to stand up in the shopping cart and the mom always tells the to sit down? Well after my mom telling me that if I didn't sit down, the cops would come to get me, and not 2 seconds later, I heard a siren...I didn't move an inch
I used to belive that when shops closed at the end of the day, the shopkeeper took all the things off the shelves and took them home... only to bring them back the next morning and put them back again.
When I was about 5, my mom and I would go to the mall. We loved to have our pictures taken at the little booths. I asked my mom how we were able to get pictues from the booth. Her reply was..There is a little man inside who paints your picture, then sends it out through the slot. I would bang on the booth and yell at the little man to hurry up with our pictures. My mom would crack up laughing and paaer bys would have very strange looks on their faces. I believed this until I was about 9. Thanks Mom. *grin*
when I was a child I couldn't figure out for the life of me why in the world anyone would go to a flea market.Why would you want to buy fleas?Unless of course they were talented as those who worked in flea circuses!I believed this until the age of 12!!
When I lived in Texas as a small child, there was a grocery store called Gerland's. Whenever my dad went to "Girl Lands" I thought that was where he went to pick up girls!
I believed when I was a child that a man lived in the Kentucky Fried Chicken bucket (on top of the sign) and he was always chasing his furniture while it kept turning.
I used to believe that the short display beds at department stores were for dwarfs.
My mother would put quaters into the shopping carts at Superstore. For a period of a couple of years, the Canadian Mint put out a new batch of coins each month with a special design on them. You were supposed to collect them and my mom did. She never let me put any of the coins with special designs into the shopping cart slots because she belived that you didn't get the same quater back. I once spent an afternoon convincing her that the quater you put in was the quater you got back. She still doesn't belive me.
I used to think that people who worked in supermarkets lived upstairs from the shop. I thought that they were really lucky because if they ever forgot to buy something, like a tin of beans, they could just pop downstairs and get it.