From insolentjuice: I work in a bookstore. We have puzzles. A child decided to make us a sign.
It’s Lightning! I’ve recently spent time reading the Hellspawn posts on the page, then recently had encounters with good kids and parents? Restore everyone’s faith in humanity a bit. At least, I’ll try.
First was a little girl, I’d say about 3 or maybe going on 4, that ran into the store screeching. Not screeching in the really obnoxious way, just a loud, cheery noise of a little girl laughing about playing. She didn’t touch anything, just ran in and stopped about halfway into the store. Right behind her, what I assume is her older brother and maybe a year or two older than her, who quickly caught up with her and held her hand. He said, “No. We need to leave.” And left the store with her, returning to their parents. I found it really sweet to see this young child taking on a sensible older sibling role. Short, but a sweet encounter.
Second was a few hours later. A man came in with his two sons and kept close to them and an eye on them. They looked at things, checked out some of the stuff. No problem, we don’t have a Look Don’t Touch rule going on, after all. Then the younger one looked at a 3DS case and the hook it was on got loose from the wall. It can happen.
So, dad said that they’ll pretend that ‘Nico’, the older one, now works in the store and the younger one, who made the little mess, would clean it up. Then Nico could see if it was done well. My co-worker and I were paying attention, because it was kind of funny to see. Co-worker even went along with it and said that we’re still looking for employees. (Though the kids were about preteen and you have to be 18 to work here.) I did whisper to my co-worker how happy it makes me to see a parent actually making sure the kids clean up after themselves.
Hook back onto the wall, 3DS case nicely attached and they keep looking around a bit more. Then it came for them to leave, with no purchase. Whatever, we get a lot of browsers. Dad says, “Alright, now we should thank the employees for their time and tolerating us so nicely and wish them a nice rest of the day.” Co-worker and I laughed, said it was a delight to have them and waved goodbye. It was a nice little thing – good parenting, with some added laughs for us. Adds lovely variety to the day.
I used to work at a phone retail store. It was one of the corporate stores so it was one of the nicer stores in the district. I worked as a store host so my job was to check people in and manage the flow of traffic. Their was a little candy bucket at my host stand filled with jolly ranchers.
One day I was working and we had a mother come into the store with her 3 year old daughter. The girl immediately ate a bunch of candy and begun to run around the store. I was supposed to start cleaning the glass display cases so I grabbed a paper towel and Windex and started wiping down the displays when I noticed the little girl was following me around.
I noticed that the mother was being helped by a co-worker and the little girl was bored so I decided to ask her if she wanted to "help" me wipe the displays off. She got very excited and I handed her a little cleaning cloth we use to clean phone screens and she started going around the store wiping everything off. She was wiping of the counters and seemed content so I went back to checking people in. I notice the little girl going behind one of the empty register stations and but the register was closed out and she wasn't doing anything besides wiping things off so I figured it was no big deal.
30 minutes later I answer the phone,
Me: Hello thank you for calling _______ my name is marketingman99 how can I help you?
Customer: Hello this is the police, is everything ok there? Can I speak with the manager?
Me: Yeah.. Hold on one second.
I rush into the back and tell my manager the police are on the phone, and when I walk back out front I see that there are 4 police officers entering the front door in full riot gear, guns out, the whole nine yards. I immediately get pointed at by the officer and my mind flashes to every wrong thing I've done in the past 6 months.
Officer: Is everyone ok in here? Nobody is hurt?
Me: I think everything is fine...
Officer: The silent alarm got tripped, we've got the entire place surrounded, we've been watching the store for the past 10 minutes.
The girl had "cleaned" the silent alarm button, like the kind they have in banks signaling that their was a robber. The police had been preparing for a robbery and possible hostage situation and had almost every cop in the county there. To make things better, each time that button gets pressed costs the company I worked for about $5000.00
For anyone who says "The police wouldn't go to those measures that quickly" I worked in a phone store with hundreds of brand new phones in back worth more than what most banks have in cash, so yes the response for pressing the panic button is that severe.
At the Dollar Store I work at, I have seen kids who run around messing everything up, I have seen kids (and adults!) break stuff and then try to hide it (never did find more than Mickey Mouse's feet...)... all kinds of insanity. But the other day, I witnessed a child who obviously has been Raised Right.
I was at the register, checking out a customer, when I heard a small crash. Manager was in the office counting down her drawer, keyholder who was coming in was in the bathroom, so no one was immediately available to investigate. No screaming, shouting, anything, so I figure maybe something just fell off one of the shelves (not unknown to happen).
A moment later a mom comes to my register, along with her two kids. A boy who looked about 9 years old, and a girl maybe 5 years old.
Mom: There was a small accident in that aisle there, near the back of the store. My son accidentally dropped a bottle of nail polish-
Boy: It was an accident, I'm sorry! It was a small bottle, and I tried to hold it VERY securely, but it slipped and broke. I'm sorry. I'll pay!
The boy then proceeds to hold out his hand with about a dollar in coins in it. He looks VERY afraid he was in trouble, though his mom wasn't yelling, no one looked upset. He very obviously felt bad about breaking the bottle of nail polish.
Me: Oh, no worries! Accidents happen! Thank you SO much for telling me, I will get that cleaned up right away! No need to pay, accidents happen, it's not a big deal.
During this, I am proceeding to ring up their purchases, and the boy says something to his mother. I hear the mom say "She may not be able to take it" but think nothing of it. I tell the mom her total, and the boy sets his coins on the counter.
Boy: Here, a tip for you.
Me: Oh, thank you, but I can't accept that. But I appreciate the thought!
Mom finishes paying, and the family leaves with their purchases. But that small incident shows me that there ARE parents who are doing their best to teach their kids the right way to behave, and instill good manners and thoughtfulness for retail slaves!
Hi, I've got a cute kid story for you today. I'm not a kid person in general but these two just about made my day yesterday.
At the beginning of my shift, two little boys came up to my register and asked where the pokemon books were.
Big bro: I already have a book with one hundred and thirty pokemon, so now I need a book with one hundred and twenty more!
Lil bro: And I want a hundred and twenty more too!
Me: Well good news, our books definitely have that many. ((There are like 700+ pokemon these days, it's bananas.))
So I told them where the books were, and suggest they go to customer services if they need help finding them because I wasn't able to leave my register. Some time later they came back with their parents to check out. They gushed the whole time about how much they love pokemon, which one was their favorite (Galvantula), and it was just super cute, but their mom was the icing on the cake:
Mom: Kindergarten, right?
Me: Oh no, my boyfriend turns twenty-eight next month and he still talks about pokemon just like that.
Mom: ...Oh my god.
From unique37: I want to be this kid when I grow up!