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I used to think that the WH Smiths bookstores were pronounced 'Wuh Huh Smith'. To this day, I still get teased about it.
I used to believe that there were people inside a vending machine that made the snacks.
I used to think that they only sold car boots at boot fairs!
Up until I was about 8, I used to think that EVERYTHING had feelings in some way or another. When we used to go clothes shopping, I would say that I liked the most hideous outfits when my ma or sister said they were ugly, because I thought the clothes would be upset.
I also did this with products in chain stores, thinking that the sales clerks would be offended if I didn't like something they were selling, not realising that they were just working there to pay the bills!
I used to believe that the shoe repair chain Mr Minit was in fact called Mr Mint, and if we went there often enough they'd give me a mint one day.
i used to think that if you don't step off the escalator when toy get to the top that you would get sucked down underground and your clothes would be left behind and that for the rest of your life you would live in an underground nudist colony!
Our local shopping centre is built on an old quarry, so the underground car park has sheer rock walls. My nan used to tell me to stay close to her or the dragon that lived down there would 'get' me. As I had a habit of not staying with my mum and nan, this kept me very close to them whenever I was at this shopping centre. I believed this tale for a very, very long time. I enjoyed passing the tale on to my little brother ten years later.
You know the signs in the handicapped parking spots? They have a picture of a person in a wheelchair. My daughter believed they were pictures of a person on the toilet, and the parking spaces were marked that way for people who had to go really bad, so they needed to park close to the store.
I used to think the store WHSmiths (pronounced double u H Smiths) was called Wuh-smiths. I always wondered where my parents meant when they were talking about going to "double u H Smiths".
When I was 11 or so I saw a sign on a flower pot outside a shop that said no butts please. I interperted this as you weren't supposed to sit on it. I thought the wording was very funny
i used to beleve that only adults cuold buy things, and that ment anything, not just certen things.
When I was little my parents would say that if i wondered off in the mall and went into a store that it would turn into a dungen fillied with monsters and goblins ( at that time i was scared of monsters and goblins)
i used to believe shopkeepers lived in their on shops
There was an adult bookstore on the main drag in our town. When I was a child, I was pretty bookish, so it was only natural that I'd want to go see what was in "The Book Ranch". I asked to go in every time we drove by, but mom would always change the subject. It wasn't until high school that I knew why.
Our local store used to have a huge plastic icecream above the door to advertise a particular brand and until I was about 12, I thought it was Donald Duck with his head stuck in a giant cone with just his butt sticking out.
I thought strip malls were just that, stripper clubs.
when I was about 5-6 my father worked a part time job at a large department store weeknights. My mom would have to pick him up when the store closed, my brother and I in tow. He worked in the cash office.. the last people to leave the store... anyway, I was always afraid that he would get locked in the store and have to sleep on the beds in the linens section... plywood boxes with sheets on them! When the lights went out and he was still in there I would get hysterical!
When I was 6 or 7 years old, I heard a newcaster talking about things being bought and sold "on the black market" and I thought that meant it was an actual open-air flea market type place that had nothing but black painted tables, chairs, tents, booths and buildings. All the people buying and selling stuff in there had to wear all black clothes too. No wonder my parents looked at me and laughed when I said, "What's wrong with selling stuff in a place where everything has to be black?"
I used to think that vending machines were "vennie" machines.
This one belongs to my friend, April.
When she was little, her mom told her that they were going to Bed,Bath and Beyond (the store). April got all excited and said "REALLY? IN THAT ORDER?!"