Kohl's Swears It's As Good As Saks 5th Avenue

You're not better than me, sales girl at Kohl's.

Just because I briefly lost Violet as she tried to run circles around several racks of clothes, does not mean you get to purse your lips at me.

And when Ivy politely says, "Excuse me? What's that?" as she points to the Dr. Seuss display, you are supposed to provide customer service and answer her question even if the answer is obvious to you, not stare at her blankly as though she were a non-person.

I've been side-looked in better places, thank you very much.

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