Someone recently asked Reddit: What is your "guess I can't go into that store ever again" story? I once avoided the entire West Village for years out of shame relating to my past drunken behavior. So I can empathize with these 20 people who embarrassed themselves (or were embarrassed by someone else) so badly in a store, restaurant or other establishment that they decided to 86 themselves for life.
Once you read these, you'll probably agree that avoidance of these establishments is the best option. There are some kinds of shame that time can't erase.
Not a store, but a public library.
We're at the counter, and the librarian is scanning the books we've selected. She was… generously sized.
My little brother, 4 or 5 at the time, tugs my mom down to whisper something in her ear. He was rather new to the concept of whispering
He put his hand up to shield his lips from the librarian. Despite all this, he says - - about the librarian - - at standard speaking volume:
"Hey mom, y'ever notice how FAT that lady is?"
Mom tried to play it off by saying something akin to "he thinks it's okay to say it to others 'cause he says it to me".
But my mom's not fat.
It did not work.
We used to go there every day when my mom didn't want to have to hire a babysitter to watch us during the summer. She'd bring us to her office, and let us walk across the street to the public library to play games on their Windows-Vista PCs, or just read books. She'd always come to pick us up when she was done with work.
She started looking for babysitters soon after.