Yesterday, I got back from visiting my uncle in South Africa for 10 days. I have to say, it is an amazing country. You know, aside from the poverty of certain areas, which is distressing and heartbreaking to witness.
After spending most of the first day sleeping due to not being able to get any sleep on the way, I joined my mom, grandma and aunt on a trip to a mall the second day. Because clothes stores make me anxious and extremely uncmfortable, I decided to not join them clothes shopping.
Which is why my eye happened to catch a book store. I saw a decal of a cake in the window, and I decided to go in there to see if I could find a South African cookbook. Unfortunately, that decal made me completely blind to everything else that was in the window...
As I entered the store, one clerk approached me and asked if he could help me, but I declined his help. So far, so good. I ventured in a bit further and only then realized that all of the books in the store was about Christianity in one way or another; If they weren't about the Bible and Jesus, they were books on how to be a better Christian.
...And I'm from Sweden, one of the least religious countries in the world, and I'm at the very least agnostic myself.
...Awkward.
And that's when I was approached by another clerk who also asked if I needed help. I declined once again, but instead of just going back to do what she was doing, she kept following me around in the store while staring at me the whole time. I wonder if she could tell that I listen to Ghost, who've got a psuedo-Satanic theme going on...
Finally, I was so creeped out by her that I practically ran out of the store. Good thing I didn't ask if they had any Terry Pratchett books or mentioned that I was from Sweden, she might've launched into a sermon and told me that I'm going to Hell or something.
Why didn't I get out immediately? Well, I figured that the fiction section would at least have something non-religious. I was wrong.
As you can tell, my life must be quite uneventful if that is the "worst" thing to happen to me in a store. So, what about you guys? Do you have any good stories about stores?
Another weird one was this summer, when we went to the local food store. There was a lady there who practically screamed about the price on the eggs. Which, to be fair, was quite outrageous, but not that bad. She then almost started a fight with the cashier because she thought that the cigarettes were too expensive...
After spending most of the first day sleeping due to not being able to get any sleep on the way, I joined my mom, grandma and aunt on a trip to a mall the second day. Because clothes stores make me anxious and extremely uncmfortable, I decided to not join them clothes shopping.
Which is why my eye happened to catch a book store. I saw a decal of a cake in the window, and I decided to go in there to see if I could find a South African cookbook. Unfortunately, that decal made me completely blind to everything else that was in the window...
As I entered the store, one clerk approached me and asked if he could help me, but I declined his help. So far, so good. I ventured in a bit further and only then realized that all of the books in the store was about Christianity in one way or another; If they weren't about the Bible and Jesus, they were books on how to be a better Christian.
...And I'm from Sweden, one of the least religious countries in the world, and I'm at the very least agnostic myself.
...Awkward.
And that's when I was approached by another clerk who also asked if I needed help. I declined once again, but instead of just going back to do what she was doing, she kept following me around in the store while staring at me the whole time. I wonder if she could tell that I listen to Ghost, who've got a psuedo-Satanic theme going on...
Finally, I was so creeped out by her that I practically ran out of the store. Good thing I didn't ask if they had any Terry Pratchett books or mentioned that I was from Sweden, she might've launched into a sermon and told me that I'm going to Hell or something.
Why didn't I get out immediately? Well, I figured that the fiction section would at least have something non-religious. I was wrong.
As you can tell, my life must be quite uneventful if that is the "worst" thing to happen to me in a store. So, what about you guys? Do you have any good stories about stores?
Another weird one was this summer, when we went to the local food store. There was a lady there who practically screamed about the price on the eggs. Which, to be fair, was quite outrageous, but not that bad. She then almost started a fight with the cashier because she thought that the cigarettes were too expensive...
