Woman receives bill after making restroom pit stop

[frogmarch]

100. When my daughter was a toddler

and we lived in the middle of nowhere, I had to drive 35 miles to buy some things at a Ben Franklin dime store. When she and I walked into the store, she said, “Mommy, potty wee wee!” I quickly asked the store clerk, a woman who’d waited on me countless times, if I could take my daughter to use the store’s restroom. My daughter kept saying, "Mommy, wee wee! Mommy, wee wee!" The clerk said, “The restroom is for employees only. Why don’t you try next door at Penneys?” I said, “But I was going to shop here, and my daughter has to go NOW.” The clerk turned her back on us, so I told my daughter to go ahead and wee wee on the floor. She did. When the clerk turned around and saw the puddle, she screamed, “What is she doing? We just put in new carpet! blah blah eek! blah blah..."” I said, “Well, you wouldn’t let us use the restroom.” Having heard the clerk screaming at me, the manager appeared, and I told him about my exchange with her. He apologized to me, but I drove another 60 miles to shop elsewhere, and I never went into the Ben Franklin store again.