Buttcheeks and 50 cent pieces (otherwise known as our trip to the mall)

I decided to take the kids to the mall today.  For the most part I detest the Brandon Mall.  It is just skanky in my opinion, but I figured it would be OK today since the teens were pretty much still in school for the day.  The kids love the mall and they had some Easter money burning holes in their pockets, figured it would be a great way to spend it.

The first thing I noticed upon arrival was the new trend of short shorts.  We saw a couple of shorts for sale at Abercrombe, $60 for a pair of shorts that looked too small for my twins.  I lifted a pair up even - thinking, "Dang, $60 for this little amount of fabric, and who the heck would fit these?"  Now, I know I am a big girl and people probably pick up pants in my size and think, "Dang, this is like the size of a blanket that would hold 6 people under it," but I seriously do believe these shorts would have been too small for the twins to even wear.

We began to wander the mall and I was able to see these shorts in use, first hand, with several females that were past the 18 year range of age.  Thank the lord that most of these females where younger than me (I say most, because there was one that made me really cringe and be embarrassed for her.)  I have several thoughts here - first - I know I am probably a prude, but I can say I really have no desire to see someone's butt cheeks hanging out the bottom of their shorts.  I don't care how nice your body is, your shorts should at least cover your butt hang.  Second, if you have already had a child do not go into Abercrombie, or Hollister and wear their clothing.  You do not have the body to wear that, and even more so if it is shorts that show butt hang off a 16 year old.  You do not have a 16 year old butt.  You have two butts (one in front and in back) - cover that up.  Third, you may want to be young again, you may want to feel pretty again, but if you were born in or before the 70's this is not the style you should be sporting.  Just saying.  Fourth, as a parent of three girls, there is no way any of these girls would leave my home showing butt cheeks out of the bottom of their shorts, and if I ever find out they have changed their clothing into something like this after they leave my home they better run because they are going to be in so much trouble!!

We continued our excursion at the mall.  Gabe decided he wanted to look in Hollister (he is so into the name brands right now).  He found something he wanted to purchase.  He has been saving his cash for a while, so he had some dollars and change that exactly equaled his purchase.  We were waiting for him and it was taking forever so the girls and I decided to go in and check on him.  What we found was, well , scary. . .

Gabe tried to purchase his hoodie with his cash and coin.  The first lady saw him pull out all this coin and said, "I am not going to count that" (OK, it was $6 in coins with the smallest coin being a dime - so we aren't talking about pennies).  I came up to the counter just as she said that.  Another associate, a male, came up and asked her what is wrong, "He has all this change and I am not going to count it.  Either you take over or he is not getting his shirt."  What the heck, this is money, how can the refuse a sale?  Before I unleased that line on her the male associate said he would take over and he started to count the change.  He was doing fine until he came to the 3 fifty cent pieces.  He stared at them for a minute.  He leaned over to another associate and said, "What are these?"  She said, "I don't know."  He stared at them for a minute more and the manager came by and asked him if he needed help.  He pointed the coins and said, "What are these?"  She got all huffy and said, "Those are $1 coins.  Pretty sad that you don't know what our currency is worth."  and she huffed off.

Thus I wanted him count up the change and hand Gabe back $2.  I stopped him at this point and told him, "No, those are fifty cent pieces."  "Huh?  They made those?"  Wow and dang.  I mean I am not a member of MENSA or anything, but the ignorance of this guy, and his fellow employees just astounds me.  How a - do these people survive on a day to day basis and b- how do these people find a job.

After leaving the mall today I have decided that we are the normal ones, it is everyone else who is a freak!