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Message:: [QUOTE="SBSVC, post: 185175, member: 136"]Well, I specifically recall ONE incident, that actually involved ME, and this is it: I was around 10 or 11 years old... My youngest sister, who was then 6 or 7, dropped a piece of glass in a small store, where my sisters & I often shopped for gifts for our Mom. On Saturday mornings, the 4 of us "girls" took ballet classes "downtown". The younger 2 were in one class; we 2 "older" sisters were in the class an hour later. Mom would drop off all 4 of us, go to get her hair done, then come to pick us up at noon... We had about 30 minutes after the end of the 2nd class to go shopping together, before Mom arrived. We had settled on one store in particular, called Bell, Book & Candle, where we'd always go to pick out a special gift. It was the early 1960's, and we'd pick out stuff like Fostoria glass and the like, based on how much "pooled" allowance we had to spend. I don't remember what the particular occasion was this time, but we needed a group gift for Mom, so as soon as class was over, my sisters & I headed down to Bell, Book & Candle. After much looking, we finally decided on a blue "coin glass" bowl. Patty, the youngest sister among us, reached for it and promptly knocked it to the floor... It crashed. The 4 of us stood horrified... The sound of broken glass brought the immediate appearance of the store manager. "Oh, dear," she said. "What happened here?" Mortified, one of us (not me, but probably my older sister) admitted, "Patty dropped it." The manager looked at the broken glass on the floor, looked at each of us, in turn, and said, "Is that the bowl you wanted for your Mom?" She then brought an identical bowl from the back, rang up the purchase, as if nothing at all had ever happened, and earned my loyalty forever! [/QUOTE]

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