But anyway, about this weird thing that happened.
On the way home from the beach we decided on a whim to stop by a thrift store. It was all right, nothing overly special, but we like going to thrift stores and had picked out a few things to buy.
While I was standing next to the check-out counter, waiting for the others to filter back to the front of the store I noticed a donation jar. The bottom was covered with coins and a few bills. I like to put my change in donation jars, so I pulled what I had in my pocket and dropped it in the jar.
Immediately a lady who worked at the store came over to ask what I was doing. When I said that I had just put a handful of change in the jar, she said, "I don't believe you."
For a second I almost laughed, because I thought she was pulling my leg. Then I saw that she was totally serious. And THEN I just stood there for a few seconds with a blank look on my face, wondering how the heck I was going to prove my innocence because (a) I didn't have any more change in my pocket, and (b) it was her word against mine, and by her general demeanor I don't think she would have believed me even WITH evidence. Fortunately one of the Stone girls, Olivia, was standing right next to me and was able to vouch for me.
*wipes off imaginary sweat* Of course, wouldn't someone have to be a low-down creepazoid to steal from a donation jar? A second-hand store donation jar, no less?? Oy. But that's nothing compared to what happened with the same lady later.
Later when we were all ready to pay, Mrs. Stone mentioned the sale that had been advertised as we walked in, and the lady said that some things were exempt from said sale. We said that that hadn't been clearly said when we came in--the sign just said 'five pieces of clothing for $1', with nothing about 'only for certain tagged items'--and the lady sniped back something sarcastic. Mrs. Stone said that she didn't much like this lady's attitude, and the lady said, "Well, I don't like anything about you."
(While this went down I was standing off in the corner, hardly believing what I was hearing and secretly looking around to see if we were on Candid Camera. It was MORTIFYING.)
So, long story short, the woman was VERY unpleasant and continued being unpleasant to the point that we left without buying anything and the lady said something about refusing to check us out (after we left our things--"you can't refuse us service--we're LEAVING!!")...it was one of the craziest things I'd ever seen.
The worst part, I think, is that the lady was wearing a cross around her neck...the idea that people would look at her and possibly lump Christians under such an unpleasant banner makes me cringe.
Anyway. My arms are still red and itchy, so I'm going to put some more aloe gel ('aloe snot', hee hee. I ought to make sunburn gel under that name) on my skin and get back to life. We're watching the third Indiana Jones and tonight we're going over to a friends' house to watch 'Stargate'. Which I have never seen, and I have no idea what it's about. *headdesk* Oh well. It ought to be interesting. I have over 600 pictures taken on my camera, and room for another 900. Mwee hee hee. :D