So Gord wanders to the store after a
rare morning walk, blueberry bagel in hand. Time
check, it's 10:45.
As he approaches the
door, there is one lady and her two children.
She seems rather unpleased at Gord.
"Why are you so late?"
"Ma'am, I open
at 11. I'm 15 minutes early. Please don't
tell anyone, as this sets a very bad precedent.
But being the nice guy I am, I'll let you in early."
Gord enters the store.
The family walks around for a couple
minutes and looks at things. One of the kids
runs up to Gord.
"So when are you going
to put the games on the big TV?"
that I'm not even normally open yet, probably not for
Child runs back to mother.
"Ok, I'll pick you kids up at 6pm. Don't go
anywhere! Make sure you stay here all day."
Unfortunately when she said that, Gord was on the
phone with a customer. And the lady was gone
before the call ended, leaving her two children (ages
8 to 9?).
"Uhm...." thought Gord.
While he wasn't heartless, he wasn't about to set
another bad precedent where people could convert the
store into a free daycare.
your mom work?" asked Gord of the children.
They provided the name of the place, and her name as
well. Gord pulled out the phone book and gives
her a call.
"So, about your children."
"What about them?"
"I'm going to make
two calls. The first call is to my supplier. I
have to order a stack of games and go through my back
orders. That should take about twenty minutes."
"After that, if your children are
still here, I'm phoning the children protection
authority and doing everyone a favour."
"You can't do that!"
can do anything. I own a game store."
And sure enough, she was back
in less than 10 minutes. She grabs her kids and
as she leaves she yells "I'm never coming back!"
"Is this where I say thank you, or is it more polite to
mail a card?"