While walking through Target the other day I heard an elderly woman on the phone.
“Irma. You tell them you can’t help.”
Intrigued, I quickly pulled over into mens underwear.
My cover was almost blown by Andrew’s not so quiet, “Mom, why are we here? You said we were finished getting everything.”
“Irma, I’m telling you . No more heavy lifting.”
“Moooooooooom, what are we doing here,” whined Alex.
Does no one in this family watch CSI or NCIS? I’m trying to gather INFO here people!
But it was too late.
Irma’s elderly friend left the underwear section while glaring at the crazy woman suddenly arguing with her children.
Some people are so rude.