The Wal-Mart I got kicked out of her over a year ago had an Hispanic greeter that wasn't at the door when I went in with Zada in the basket. I did not know then that dogs were not allowed, so I went all over the store with her sitting in the basket with no one saying a word to me.......just lots of dog admirers. It was when I was in line at the garden end of the store that the Hispanic greeter came flying towards me yelling..........how did you get in here. I looked at her and said........right thru that door, why? She just yelled and yelled and I finally turned around and headed back into the store to find a manager to report her and her still yelling.........get out of the store. I reported her.
I'm an adult and no one has a right to yell at me as though I was a trouble making punk.
I hope your bf reports that greeter also. |