My dear old Gran hits 100 next week, so today after having a brew with some local candidates, I went greetings card shopping.
I picked up a tasteful card, handed over my money and the card was handed back to me in a small plastic bag. Upon leaving the store I looked into the bag and as well as the tasteful card, I looked down upon a card depicting a dancer's bare arse.
WTF?
(Mrs G has pointed out that she was wearing a thong. I suppose that makes a difference.)
So I returned to the store, and the lady behind the counter told me she it was her other employer and she was told to put them in the bags. I dumped the cards on the counter but I wish I had kept them, if only for evidence.
I've been around, I've seen a lot, and I'm not much of a prude, and I'm aware that businesses have to engage in upselling to promote their business. But do they really think we are taking my Gran to a lap dancing bar for her hundredth?
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