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Brought up in the South, I pronounced window as "winder." I thought the song phrase "walking in winter wonderland" ment we were going shopping.
When I was little, I used to think that shopp-keapers were greedy. This was because I did't know that theyhad to buy the things that they sold to make money!
I used to believe that there was a man inside the ice machine, where they had blocks of ice for sale. "He" would dispense your ice block when you put your money in.
Once my grandma told me that my cousin,Brandon,went to the drug store with my other cousins Brock and Derrik.My eyes were wide and I was thinking 'haha!No Ive got something on him!' I didnt know that she ment that they went to buy medicen.
I used to think there was a whole world under the escalators at the mall. I worried that I might slip through it each time that I stepped on. But, if I did, I thought maybe it won't be so bad since there is that other world under there.
when I was little my mom always said something about things in stores not being on sale so we couldn't buy them...well I was very confused for so long because I thought that meant that the store carried things that people couldn't buy...later I realized my mom just meant by on sale that they were cheaper...
i used to believe that the no outlet signs meant that noone in that section of the street had electricity
I used to believe that shopworkers always had to question people about why they were buying something when they went to the checkout to pay for it.
My uncle convinced me that elevator doors wouldn't reopen until a crew of men quickly changed all the furniture.
I kept seeing signs in store windows that said "CLEARANCE SALE", and for years I wondered who this guy Clarence was and why he was always having a sale.
When I was little there were 2 ways to walk to town. I was sure that my mom told me that if you went a certain way than you would end up in China. But it was Ok to come back by that road. Years later she had no idea what I was talking about.
I used to think that if I didn't jump over the crack at the top and bottom of the escalator, it would suck me under.
When I was younger, probably to young to go into the drugstore by myself even in our small town, My mother would often charge her medicine. She would drop me off at the door, I guess the drugist knew what I wanted because something had been called in, and tell me to charge it. I would often get charge and cash mixed up. So when he said will this be cash or charge, I would say cash, and then we both would just stand and wait, he waited for cash and I waited for him to say O.K. or thank you so I would feel as if I could leave. I would say charge to myself all the way in to the store but once he said, cash or charge, the confusion set in.
I used to think that there were Spanking Stores that parents took their children to if they misbehaved while shopping. At these stores different spanking objects could be used depending on how bad the kids had been.
I used to believe that the people that worked in stores slept right there on the floor and lived there.
when I was little I thought that ATMs, change machines and coke machines, I thought that when you pushed the button the machine made whatever it was you bought and then gave it to you. I actually thought the things were made INSIDE the machine! :)
My little brother (two years younger, can you believe this?) had my sister and I convinced that the escalator would catch my feet if I did not use the correct procedure for getting off. Since my brother is MUCH smarter than I, I always jumped instead of stepping off. to this day (I'm seventeen) I cannot get off an escalator without jumping.
When I was a kid I thought all newsagents/sweet shops in the UK were called "Benson & Hedges", because they were such a popular advertiser above such places. I used to ask my mum if we could go to Benson & Hedges to get sweets and she couldn't understand what I was talking about!
When I was little, I used to be petrified of mannequins. I don't know why, but I have distinct memories of going through department stores with my mother and screaming bloody murder whenever we passed mannequins. I thought that they were real people who were paid to stand really still and grab children who were really bad in the department store and take them away from their parents.
I used to believe that the black market was a maket that used to take place under real market stools with black cloths where they sold dead rats! (I think this strange idea from when i learnt about the plague- but still very random seeing as that doesn't have anything to do with the plague!!!)
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