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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcHQHwzeSp7ImA9WhRRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:27:11.281-08:00</updated><category term="spanish" /><category term="with thanks to natalie" /><category term="classy" /><category term="impatience" /><category term="fish" /><category term="f word" /><category term="customer" /><category term="boys" /><category term="manhood" /><category term="wanks" /><category term="date" /><category term="phone" /><category term="mr clean" /><category term="Patriotism" /><category term="travel" /><category term="misuse" /><category term="work" /><category term="hazing" /><category term="frugal" /><category term="grin" /><category term="mouth of babes" /><category term="genetics" /><category term="holiday" /><category term="property" /><category term="Half fools" /><category term="bra" /><category term="Amerikuhr" /><category term="hypocrisy 2" /><category term="emily" /><category term="movie theater" /><category term="Seth Butler" /><category term="from my mouth" /><category term="interview" /><category term="charming" /><category term="receipt" /><category term="cigar" /><category term="conversation" /><category term="pampers" /><category term="large" /><category term="Panties" /><category term="balls" /><category term="santa" /><category term="pick up lines" /><category term="capitalism" /><category term="not bill murray" /><category term="spit" /><category term="Rip Torn" /><category term="irony" /><category 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term="tweens" /><category term="wii" /><category term="cotillion" /><category term="millenials" /><category term="attire" /><category term="comebacks" /><category term="child abuse" /><category term="google it" /><category term="body image" /><category term="marketing flaw" /><category term="words" /><category term="mockingbum" /><category term="really?" /><category term="beefcake" /><category term="teens" /><category term="questions" /><title>Things I  See at the Mall</title><subtitle type="html">Retail and Strong Island.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ThingsISeeAtTheMall" /><feedburner:info uri="thingsiseeatthemall" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry 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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lFG6mu9EtqUhg5SYA14IaV8wf2k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lFG6mu9EtqUhg5SYA14IaV8wf2k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/JE2dLCpxips" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/1308776597615234176/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-he-was-practicing.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/1308776597615234176?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/1308776597615234176?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/JE2dLCpxips/maybe-he-was-practicing.html" title="Maybe he was practicing." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-he-was-practicing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04NQ3w6cCp7ImA9WxBUEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-2899284287954399471</id><published>2010-02-25T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:26:32.218-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-25T21:26:32.218-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mockingbum" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeless" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interview" /><title>The Interview.</title><content type="html">I had a job interview.  I power-walked down the street; freshly pressed suit, a collared shirt that brought out my best colors, boots with just a bit of heel and an overcoat with subtle style hints in monochrome buttons and squared shoulders.  I was researched, rehearsed, and ready to present myself in my best light.  I felt pretty good.  I turned a few heads.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of those heads was a homeless guy who laughed and said, "Oooh lah dee daaah!" as he waved his hands and walked past me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is good to be humbled.  It is even better to laugh at yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-2899284287954399471?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BvdN8M20eOAG5pGMQRapM64Z-YE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BvdN8M20eOAG5pGMQRapM64Z-YE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/simUmjgGCZQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/2899284287954399471/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/02/interview.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/2899284287954399471?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/2899284287954399471?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/simUmjgGCZQ/interview.html" title="The Interview." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/02/interview.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08FRX4_fSp7ImA9WxBVFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-7439624990648121126</id><published>2010-02-17T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T11:56:54.045-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-20T11:56:54.045-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="child self abuse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gross" /><title>The second time, I phoned in security.</title><content type="html">The last two days I have walked past Spencer Gifts on my break.  Both times I have seen the same couldn't-be-older-than-Justin-Bieber-year-old-girl, leaning on the railing outside, bumming with her high-school-was-their-glory-days buddies, sucking on a rainbow-striped grown-man sized phallic lollipop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-7439624990648121126?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Nb5pHzaJ_Nbqwt-SZMSrD-HmCyI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Nb5pHzaJ_Nbqwt-SZMSrD-HmCyI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/SeeyjNaaqTI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/7439624990648121126/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/02/second-time-i-phoned-in-security.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/7439624990648121126?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/7439624990648121126?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/SeeyjNaaqTI/second-time-i-phoned-in-security.html" title="The second time, I phoned in security." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/02/second-time-i-phoned-in-security.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IBQ3s4eCp7ImA9WxBVFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-7078107283876041812</id><published>2010-02-10T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:45:52.530-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-20T10:45:52.530-08:00</app:edited><title>As in Mouse (Titmouse?)</title><content type="html">My register froze.  It does this from time to time, but this was the fourth time today, and there had been a string of difficult customers.  Venting my frustrations, I eululated a low-volume high-pitched cartoon-Cartman-calibur "Meeeeeeeeeh!" from my pouty face.  When the display screen kicked back into gear, with my pussface I called out "Next!", only to look up and see a woman in her mid-to-late-forties who had been botoxed into a &lt;em&gt;perminent&lt;/em&gt; pussface under her bleached blonde straw mop.  When she spoke from her pixienose she berated me in a perfect reflection of my whiney impression.&lt;br /&gt;"You know I think you're very rude and I'm calling corporate to complain, what's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;"Minnie," I said.  "Next."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-7078107283876041812?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/166qmz9DcipLDAh5WmaaHojBDYc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/166qmz9DcipLDAh5WmaaHojBDYc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/8JWHCn5Yy4w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/7078107283876041812/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-in-mouse-titmouse.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/7078107283876041812?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/7078107283876041812?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/8JWHCn5Yy4w/as-in-mouse-titmouse.html" title="As in Mouse (Titmouse?)" /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-in-mouse-titmouse.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIBRH47cSp7ImA9WxBVEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-8308766040185121593</id><published>2010-02-01T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T12:55:55.009-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-13T12:55:55.009-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wanks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hazing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gross" /><title>Free Wanks Ick.</title><content type="html">At least five times a day, there have been hang-up phone calls to the store phone.  The caller stays on the line long enough to hear us say our monotone bisentence speach about the store they've reached, the big promotion going on, whom is speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Hang-ups happen, it's a large store with a public phone number.  But a few of us have heard breathing before a click.  One girl swears she heard a moan.  None of the phones have caller i.d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we always make the new girl pick up the phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-8308766040185121593?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Pj5km_pe4YZuisDcUJ2Yiy-G0cM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Pj5km_pe4YZuisDcUJ2Yiy-G0cM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/0k0JVxXGqv8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/8308766040185121593/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/02/free-wanks-ick.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/8308766040185121593?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/8308766040185121593?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/0k0JVxXGqv8/free-wanks-ick.html" title="Free Wanks Ick." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/02/free-wanks-ick.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIMR3g_fyp7ImA9WxBXGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-438169444178331</id><published>2010-01-30T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:09:46.647-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-30T11:09:46.647-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="genetics" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="absurdity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wheelchairs" /><title>It skips a generation.</title><content type="html">I saw two people, a man and a women, both in their mid forties, and both pushing themselves in rented wheelchairs.  A 7-or-so-year-old boy trailed along with them, on foot.  And I wondered, why isn't the boy in a wheelchair?  Then I decided, wheelchairs are probably a recessive gene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-438169444178331?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NpEBp47vMDwurAOdSV-tylNd-Cg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NpEBp47vMDwurAOdSV-tylNd-Cg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/u0SKkULdG0s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/438169444178331/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-skips-generation.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/438169444178331?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/438169444178331?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/u0SKkULdG0s/it-skips-generation.html" title="It skips a generation." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-skips-generation.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMFRXs_fCp7ImA9WxBXGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-816415804804195540</id><published>2010-01-25T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:06:54.544-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-30T11:06:54.544-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="charming" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="phone" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="true love" /><title>Well, maybe she is.</title><content type="html">"No, you don't get it - this is why I won't marry you. You're. Wrong," a Don Juan commented to his sweetheart over his blackberry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-816415804804195540?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eta-jjDl2-Vb_aILl44LPGTMbOM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eta-jjDl2-Vb_aILl44LPGTMbOM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/Q9mPwGxKTlE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/816415804804195540/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-maybe-she-is.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/816415804804195540?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/816415804804195540?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/Q9mPwGxKTlE/well-maybe-she-is.html" title="Well, maybe she is." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-maybe-she-is.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UESHo6eCp7ImA9WxBXGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-1025960723114685089</id><published>2010-01-17T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:20:09.410-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-30T11:20:09.410-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="f word" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="classy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="conversation" /><title>The comedy is in the usage, you see.</title><content type="html">"So I said 'Don't you fucking understand that? You can't fucking exchange it! It's a fucking prom dress! Read your fucking receipt, and get it through your fucking head!'", a classy lady explained to her friend over coffee and window shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-1025960723114685089?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qXVX10tw0hR_1wp-nASlNOz4QPc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qXVX10tw0hR_1wp-nASlNOz4QPc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/6KZ6kl5B12I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/1025960723114685089/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/comedy-is-in-usage.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/1025960723114685089?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/1025960723114685089?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/6KZ6kl5B12I/comedy-is-in-usage.html" title="The comedy is in the usage, you see." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/comedy-is-in-usage.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMCSXY6eCp7ImA9WxBQGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-5189460438929304322</id><published>2010-01-15T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:37:48.810-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-18T11:37:48.810-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="underwear" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tweens" /><title>They're really 60 year old dwarfs.</title><content type="html">A pack of 13-year old cool kids were walking.  One was adjusting himself.  The other calls: "Hey Sully, why don't you stick your whole hand down there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still messing with the four inches of Tweetiebird shorts killroying themselves out of his Levi's, he yells back in the most New York way, "My boxers fuggin' itch, whatayawant me to do about it?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-5189460438929304322?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3opeU6O3_Rxffm0gXmGZwMFvIVo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3opeU6O3_Rxffm0gXmGZwMFvIVo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/E0kKRvyTeBk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/5189460438929304322/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/theyre-really-60-year-old-dwarfs.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/5189460438929304322?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/5189460438929304322?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/E0kKRvyTeBk/theyre-really-60-year-old-dwarfs.html" title="They're really 60 year old dwarfs." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/theyre-really-60-year-old-dwarfs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ADQnsyeip7ImA9WxBQGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-7236408543009592</id><published>2010-01-09T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:29:33.592-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-18T09:29:33.592-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacancy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="capitalism" /><title>Capitalism perplexes the youth.</title><content type="html">Mall landlords usually jazz up vacant lots.  Advertising, coverings, window displays; anything to beautify what would otherwise be a big empty dark reminder of the current hard times when many companies just can't afford the rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young entrpeneur passing by the store commented to her companion "I don't understand why there's all these curtains. They should just put more stores in."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-7236408543009592?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mUjKWI_5FszvVEs1zOnpKqBaPzo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mUjKWI_5FszvVEs1zOnpKqBaPzo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/JgiTR9ARlOA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/7236408543009592/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/capitalism-perplexes-youth.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/7236408543009592?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/7236408543009592?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/JgiTR9ARlOA/capitalism-perplexes-youth.html" title="Capitalism perplexes the youth." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/capitalism-perplexes-youth.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ADR3s-fSp7ImA9WxBQGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-862681581830351498</id><published>2010-01-04T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T07:49:36.555-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-18T07:49:36.555-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spanish" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mouth of babes" /><title>Hint: It means slut.</title><content type="html">Two women and a child in a stroller came up to make a purchase.  After talking to me in english, as I was completing their transaction the women started chatting in spanish.  Now I'm no expert in romance languages, but anyone who grows up in a multiethnic neighborhood has picked up on a few choice words, and anyone whos graduated high school can discern basic phrases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the mother of the girl said to her friend: "I love her but she's terrible, she keeps calling Marco's new wife 'puta',"and the friend replied: "It's not bad if she's correct," I couldn't help but join in laughing as I handed them their receipt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-862681581830351498?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eDlbvfdzwumtz1notWxyaJRfJB0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eDlbvfdzwumtz1notWxyaJRfJB0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/GWUPwjUBkQw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/862681581830351498/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/hint-it-means-slut.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/862681581830351498?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/862681581830351498?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/GWUPwjUBkQw/hint-it-means-slut.html" title="Hint: It means slut." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/hint-it-means-slut.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIHR3o_eyp7ImA9WxBQF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-433266869264959773</id><published>2010-01-01T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:08:56.443-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-17T13:08:56.443-08:00</app:edited><title>Happy New Year, Pilgrim.</title><content type="html">On my break, I had to make a purchase of essentals: an extra jumbo value sized box of tampax pearl, the tinniest sugar free Red Bull they make, and a 2010 calander consisting entirely of  14x14 headshots of John Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still not the weirdest person at WalMart.  Not by a long shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-433266869264959773?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hc4Ba4xDJLOp7R2C0G48ktuzMWQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hc4Ba4xDJLOp7R2C0G48ktuzMWQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~4/LdD6AxxeMRs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/feeds/433266869264959773/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-pilgrim.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/433266869264959773?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856586172646077978/posts/default/433266869264959773?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsISeeAtTheMall/~3/LdD6AxxeMRs/happy-new-year-pilgrim.html" title="Happy New Year, Pilgrim." /><author><name>Goalielocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904047895063462835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UffkQGAqV4c/SsDdS9xU84I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hlJRMVTbNCA/S220/ShoppingMall.JPG.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-pilgrim.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUINRHs8eip7ImA9WxBREko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856586172646077978.post-7502233638750616766</id><published>2009-12-31T08:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:39:55.572-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-31T08:39:55.572-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bra" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wii" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="with thanks to natalie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="receipt" /><title>Kind of like tit for tat.</title><content type="html">A woman came in to exchange two bras for two new ones.  Unfortunately, the store no longer made the old ones, and only stocked the new &amp;amp; improved forms.  She became irate when, without a receipt, the associate could not make an even exchange  - the woman could have paid sale price, then come in to try and get the new, full-price bra.  When the woman still did not accept this answer, the clerk finally put it like this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Look, Ma'am, it's like if you walked into Best Buy with a Gameboy and said 'I'd like that Wii please'.  It's not going to happen."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7856586172646077978-7502233638750616766?l=thingsiseeatthemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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