This is my apology for my sister's spawn at a Louisville, Kentucky Target. I know that she is inattentive at home, I did not know that she is worse out in public. I am sorry.
My sister picked me up because I was to babysit my niece (Sarah Doe) and nephew (John Doe), 4 and 5 respectively, that night. We stopped in at Target because my sister Jane Doe wanted to buy a few shirts. I agreed because I thought it was going to be quick. After all, we have two small children who have not eaten lunch yet.
We were there for an hour. Not long for adults, an eternity for hungry children.
Jane and I separate. I have John with me, Sarah is with her mom. John is being pretty good. I remind him not to touch the clothes or mirrors, and do not step on the racks. I talk to him as I browse through the clothes, trying to keep him entertained. Then I see Sarah run past me.
Jane is on the other side of the clothes section.
She is allowing Sarah to RUN unattended through a CROWDED store.
I grab Sarah, tell an uncaring Jane what just happened, and swap children. I figure that Jane can surely keep John entertained. It is quite easy.
So Sarah and I walk around a little bit, I tell her that she cannot run around alone, and give her the same rules as I gave John. Sarah nods so we join up with Jane.
John is standing on the racks, which have wheels, several yards away from and out of eyesight of Jane.
I am thoroughly enraged. Both of her children have separated from her without the slightest acknowledgment. As unlikely as it is, both of her children could have been snatched and out of the store before she had any idea. I tell Jane off, not that she cares, and leave for the bathroom. When I came back, both children were standing on racks, grabbing at the clothes, screaming merrily and I see fingerprints on the mirrors at their height.
After I whack the kids on the butt, Jane says, "It's not a big deal. This [expletive] is on sale anyway."
I saw red. "Fine, Jane, you clean the mirrors and pick up the shirts that Sarah knocked off the shelf." Jane shrugged and continued browsing.
At this point I plunked both kids in a cart and wheeled them around the store for thirty minutes. They were extremely well behaved once Aunty gave them the example to follow.
I am most likely more annoyed than the employees were, but I really wanted to apologize for this, and for future incidents.