Kyle and I were at a large grocery story, that looked sort of like our local Walmart, only a bit fancier, and we were looking for a cake for our son’s third birthday, which wasn’t for several more months. We were standing at the bakery counter, looking through a large book of cake designs, when an employee walked over to the counter. He was a large, older man, and he glared at us impatiently, sighing in annoyance. He asked us if we had decided on a cake, and Kyle told him that we were just looking, because the party wasn’t for several months.
The old man rolled his eyes and told us that we weren’t allowed to look through the books if we weren’t going to buy a cake. I told him we were, just not today, and told him that wasn’t a real rule, and that he was being really rude for no reason. I asked to speak to a manager, and he changed his tone immediately, and handed us another book to look through. He began asking us questions, like what types of things Liam liked, and his favorite color, but we didn’t really know what to tell him, because he was only 3, and he liked everything.
He got frustrated again, and started asking if he liked Moana, Frozen, Mickey Mouse, Cars, etc. I told him that he liked all of those things, and asked if he could leave us alone so we could decide. He turned his back to us, and said something about how we probably couldn’t afford any of the cakes anyway. I angrily demanded to speak to a manager again, and he just walked away.
We continued to look at the books, and that’s when I noticed that all of the cakes, even the ones for children, were well over $1,000, and the sizes were ridiculously huge, like the size of a large banquet table. I hit the bell on the counter, and the man came back. I asked him if they sold any smaller, normal sheet cakes, and he just laughed, and called me an idiot.
Kyle and I stared at him in disbelief, and started to shout and argue with him incoherently…
And then I woke up.