Playgroup Dropout

That's us, dropouts. Deal with it rude lady at Michael's.

So I went to Michael's today, second time this week. Who is counting right? Apparently one of the ladies that works there. I went there on Wednesday for some paper and stuff to make Little Boy's birthday invitations and banner. Today, I realized I needed more paper for the banner. I remember that this week all the paper is on sale so I decide to pack up Little Boy and head over there. As I am checking out, I notice the lady is BENDING my paper. Not just a little bend, but she is leaving creases in my paper. OMG. Is she serious right now? It took everything for me not to say anything, and for those of you that know me, know that was hard. Well, by the time she bent the 10th piece, I lost my mind. I reached over the counter and started straighting out the paper she had already rang up. The look on her face was priceless. She then says, "Oh sorry, I guess I am bending it huh?" So I say, "You guess? It's pretty obvious that you bent them all." She tells me she is sorry and that I am welcome to go get new paper. I tell her, "Don't you think I would have already done that if there was any left?" She says, "Oh it's all gone? You must have got the last of it." YA THINK!?!?! Genius. Then she tells me, "Weren't you just in here the other day buying paper?" I say yes, and tell her I am back because I needed more, duh. At this time, the look on her face tells me she realizes I am pissed off......at her. She then looks at Little Boy and says how cute he is and tells me about how her friend is starting this mommy and me play group, where the moms do crafts and the kids play. Well I am not sure what world this lady is living in, but in my house, if the kids are awake, the moms aren't crafting. So because I am SUPER pissed off, I tell her "We don't do playgroups. We attempted them once, but they weren't for us. Just consider us playgroup dropouts." And just like that, she stopped talking, stopped bending my paper and continued to check us out.