[SassyLeo]

When I was 16, I got a job at Michael's Art & Craft Stores. I ended up working there for like 6 years!

Anyway, we always had tons of kids and parents in the store looking for projects for Girl Scouts and Campfire Girls and dads who needed something to keep their kid(s) busy on their custody weekend...etc.

One day a woman was in with her son. She had asked for some help getting some supplies together. She wanted bandanas, beads and glitter glue. So I showed her where everything was. Then I was called to the cash register to ring.

She proceeded to not pay ANY attention to her child and he was running around with one of the bandanas on his head, a stick from the floral dept and a fake plastic sheriff badge. Playing cops and robbers.

A bit later, I see the mom and not the boy... I wander around doing my usual straightening up in the aisles. Then I wander down the aisle which held kits to make dream catchers and sun catchers. Like this:



We stocked all the extra paints on the bottom of the aisle ledge, all lined up by SKU number for ease of ordering. Probably about 100 paint bottles.

I see the boy. On the floor. He had moved all the paint bottles onto the floor and was arranging them in rainbow order, like this:



I just about had a heart attack. I asked him where his mom was, kind of loudly so she might hear. He shrugged his shoulders and stared at me. I walked to the aisle where the mom was and reminded her (probably not as nice as I should have) to keep an eye on her child. She just kind of looked at me, half apologized, and walked over to get him to bring him back to where she was shopping.

This is just one of MANY stories I could tell about working at Michael's