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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?!"
when i was a kid i useto think if you didn't jump at the end of an exculator you'd get sucked in
My 5 year old sister became terribly excited while we were out shopping, and went running over to this man shouting " a man shaving a window !".
I think she made the day of the window cleaner who was using a squeegee to clean suds from the shop window.
Now I can't stop imagining hairy shop windows, that need to be regularly shaved.
I used to think there was a whole world under the escalators at the mall. I worried that I might slip through it each time that I stepped on. But, if I did, I thought maybe it won't be so bad since there is that other world under there.
I thought that outlet malls were called outlet malls because they let you out of the stores, since there werent any corridors to walk through between the stores.
i remember my sister, 17, and I going shopping with my mom when walking thru a store, my mom stopped to look at picture frames. My sister, not realising the pictures in them were just for show, asked my mom 'Why would you want to buy a photo of someone you don't know??' Everyone laughed and she hasn't lived it down to this day!
I used to believe that soda fountains were just that - a fountain that spewed soda instead of water. I was always excited to go to one, but to my disappointed, there was no literal soda fountain.