So I'm at the local children's consignment shop. The big winter clearance only yielded two items for me: a sweater and an adorable Ralph Lauren one-piece, both baby boy size 6-9 months. I coaxed Baby E away from the play kitchen and over to the cash register. A woman was in front of me in line, buying half the store, lots and lots of baby girl clothes. She had her little granddaughter with her, asleep in an infant carrier. She and the owner were chatting about jumper seats. The owner was really into the conversation. I stood for about five minutes, trying to keep Baby E from pulling all the books off the bookshelf next to the register. (I hate bending over.....) All the items were rung up, the customer's credit card was on the counter. To my amazement, the following came out of the owner's mouth:
"Here, come behind the counter, and we'll look at Sh0pko's website. That's where we got our jumper seat."
She proceeded to browse the Internet for jumper seats with the customer, while I stood there waiting! It was at least ten MORE minutes. I took the pleasant look off my face. My back was really starting to hurt. I'm obviously pregnant. I obviously had a toddler with me. Baby E was being very quiet, but hello! Run the lady's credit card, check me out (I obviously only had two items to purchase), and then browse the bloody Internet with your new best friend until your hair falls out!
So, tell me, am I overreacting?