Aside from the usual struggles, Monday was particularly brutal. I was supposed to leave at 5:30 p.m., but was "asked" to stay because there was literally no one to work the Service Desk.
So I'm on the register on the end, by the phone and the MoneyGram forms. There's this huge line, and I catch something out of the corner of my eye. Usually, the customoer is trying to pick out which MoneyGram form to use. Not this time.
A woman with a small child (infant, really) was maneuvering past the 27 shopping carts of returns, items left at registers and other detritus that coughs up at Customer Service during the day to find a space on one of the benches up against the wall. OK, she just wanted to sit down. Umm, no.
What happened next was quite frankly amazing. She sat down, lifted up her shirt, (no bra), plopped out a boob and proceeded to nurse. Probably 15 people within 10 feet and she's got not a care in the world. GOOD FOR HER!
It's legal and all that. But I'm just not sure I'd have that much aplomb to plop out a boob and attach a kid right up in Wal-Mart. We DO have family bathrooms that are nice and private and probably more comfortable for her than in front of people hollering at us because we won't give money back on open DVDs.
Anyway. That was my Monday. The rest of the week would take a book to describe in the entirety of its horribleness. Thank God I'm off Friday!