Mike's not the sort to blow his top over, well, anything. He's a laid back kinda guy. Never jealous, never overprotective, never any of that stuff - not that i give him reason to be. But the other night he really, really got outraged on my behalf. Which was funny, because I thought it was no big deal, and of the two of us? I'm usually the one to overreact. (ok. ALWAYS. It's always me. Except this one time.)
I went to Target with just Seth-8mth. I have a weird Love/Hate relationship with Target. I love their greeting cards and stationery and paper goods. Loooove their cheapo t shirts in all colors. Hate the strict return policy (hello? I can't return this even though it still has the tags that SAY 'target'? Ya kiddin me?).
Anyway, I walk in carrying Seth-8mth, a blanket for him, and my purse. I go in the first automatic doors, pass the entrance to the Returns/Exchanges area (where I never want to go again), and through the second set of automatic sliding doors. BEEEEP!
The alarm goes off. I turn to look, and there's a lady behind me, heading into the Returns area with a bag. I figure it's her fault, and go start to get a basket. A man approaches from behind and says, "You're probably wearing clothing from the Gap or Old Navy."
Huh? Could we get security over here, because I don't wanna take this survey.
"Um, no." I say, looking down at what I'm wearing.
Anonymous Man says, "Well, the security system beeped when you came in and that can be the reason."
This makes no sense.
"Uh huh." I start to get a basket. I'm wanting one with the built in baby carrier so I can place Seth-8mth and his blanket in there and get AWAY.
Anonymous Man - because he has no name tag, no uniform, and has not bothered to introduce himself - says, "Well, it must be something in your purse. Why don't you come with me over here and walk through this sensor again."
Stunned, I oblige. BEEEEP!
He says something I don't recall, and takes my purse and waves it in front of the sensor. No beep. I go through it again, holding Seth-8mth and his blanket - but not my purse because i've wisely handed it over to a stranger - and it beeps.
We discuss the contents of my pockets. Short conversation, since I think putting stuff in my pockets might make me look fat and so I don't do it. (No, I don't tell HIM that, I'm telling YOU that) Anonymous Man grudgingly hands back my purse. I ask him, "What do we do now?"
"Well, there's not much I can do now." He sounds disappointed.
I'm thrilled a strip search is not in order.
He then questions me about my clothes again.
"Nope, they're all quite old, actually," I say, realizing this for the first time today. He asks about Seth-8mths clothes.
"These are all hand-me-downs from his brother."
"Old." Ha. That was Kim-12yr's as a baby, and certainly didn't come from Old Navy or Gap.
"Well, I guess you can go, but be aware that it will beep when you leave here." (It didn't)
"Uh huh. So what does Old Navy or Gap have to do with this?"
"They leave the sensors in their stuff and don't deactivate them, and they're similar to ours."
Does that make even a BIT of sense? Wouldn't alarms would go off at gap and Old Navy if that were the case? Am I missing something?
I finally got away from him, tried to look as innocent as possible as i shopped. It was hard, because there were employees around every corner, watching me. I was glad that maybe this would be my last time there, since we're getting another Target closer to our house.
Actually, I did miss quite a few things, since I'm not a real 'think on your feet' kinda gal.
1. I didn't realize this guy could be anyone.
2. I went along with all of this. It didn't embarrass me, although it easily could have.
3. Why didn't i say, "HELLO? ALL I DID WAS WALK IN YOUR STORE, READY TO SPEND MONEY?" I could understand that treatment if i were exiting the store, but i WAS NOT, and he knew it.
Mike was furious. I told him about this, in a nonchalant way since it was inconvenient and all, but not offensive. To me, that is. Mike was quite offended. "You were harrassed!"
"Was not! WHoever he was really didn't do his job well, assuming he had a job there, but he didn't harrass me."
Back and forth. Back and forth. Finally MIke asked, "Do you want to take it further?"
Take it FURTHER? My laid back husband said WHAT? Does that mean he's calling his attorney, or the mafia, or what the HECK was THAT? I still don't know. But I asked, and then he started off again, so I tried to diffuse his anger and I assured him I didn't want to take it FURTHER, and acted like I knew what that meant.
Then an hour later, all of y'all got dragged into this lovely discussion. Aren't you flattered? "You should write about it and see what THEY think about this."
So, in place of our attorney (who could probably do some serious damage), or the mafia (pretty sure they could to), I turn to y'all.
What was up with THAT?
Had anything similar happen at Target?
Understand the Gap/Old Navy defense?
Do you know if the security there is 'unmarked?' (Mike swears that's illegal, as was his taking my purse, but let's not get him started again.)
I'll be interested in your responses. (As will Mike, I'm sure.)