The Children’s Place

Stopped in here today after a visit to the mall Easter bunny. We are in dire need of some summer clothing for the little man and I saw some cute items on their website I wanted to check out in person.
When I walked into the store, I immediately noticed how congested the aisles were and wasn’t sure how to begin maneuvering them with a stroller. Always one for a challenge, I tried. I also ended up with hangers clinging to every inch of my stroller as well as my wheels hitting the bottom of the clothing racks every 2 inches I moved along. I’m confused, don’t moms shop here? Don’t moms shop here with their children? Given you are located inside a shopping mall, don’t moms bring their children in strollers when they shop with them?
There was another lady there with a stroller in tow and we happened to be trying to get through the same area. Forget it! What a nightmare! I grabbed not even close to everything I wanted just to get the hell out of this place– I was so annoyed. I get up to the register and my bumper car friend from the boys department has beat me to the already full line of 5 others waiting to be rung up. What’s this? There’s one gal behind the counter? No thanks! I’ll place these items I no longer wish to purchase on the nearest rack and leave. I’ll have you know I am the type of customer who would normally return those items to their proper locations. The thought of having to go back down any of those aisles made me cringe. Sorry. I just can’t.