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[anonymous]

I hate you Mall Kiosk people. I just want to buy one thing, why must you bust my personal bubble and get in my face and follow me like a stalker. Even Moriarty would say you're taking things too far.

[anonymous]

I used to work at a mall. They were awful. In particular one set of brothers who had recently immigrated from parts unknown to me to start their business in the US. They sold these huge Mylar balloon/frisbee things that were actually kind of cool but OH MY GOD I could not walk through the mall to get to my store or go do the deposits at the bank in the mall because they were constantly in the face of anyone who was walking by. About once a week I'd fill out a comment card at the mall customer service desk to complain and one time I wrote "this mall now feels less like a shopping center and more like a gaudy bazaar." And then later I found out that one of my classmates was dating one of the guys, and she told me that he was from Turkey, and I thought, oh dear lord, now my customer complaint card seems so racist.

I know, I know. Cool story bro.

[anonymous]

I see your cool story and raise you a slightly related one:

My sister got one of those Mylar frisbee-balloons for Christmas one year. It was super fun to play with, but after Christmas dinner, it was really windy. I opened the trunk of the family car just as a gust blew, and the frisbee-baloon thing was off like a shot. I frantically chased it almost a block in high heels before I finally caught it. Freaking Mylar frisbee balloon thing.

Cool stories all around! May they all have sequels!

[anonymous]

I don't care for it much either, but I would bet those sorts of things are commission or sales-based jobs. So, unfortunate, to get money, they have to--um, I need a less sexist adjective for "whore" --themselves out for customers, and beg someone will bite.
That's the part I hate most about certain retail environments. You know you're pissing people off, but your alternative is to lose the job or the pay. And times being what they are, I have some sympathy. But some people are also just greedy asses with no sense of personal space, so there's that too.

[anonymous]

I rather like them.
Sort of.
One of them led to me meeting my girlfriend :D