Delulu Over Labubu

I work in a toy/collector’s store. A woman places a small box on the counter, holding a receipt.

Customer: “I want to return this. This isn’t the doll my daughter wanted.”

Me: “I’m afraid we can’t accept returns on opened merchandise, ma’am.”

Customer: “But it’s not the one she wanted! We want to get another one.”

Me: “Ma’am, that’s a Labubu doll. They’re meant to be a ‘surprise’ when you open them.”

Customer: “But my daughter is collecting them, and she already has this one! Are you telling me that she has to keep buying them and hope she just gets the one she wants eventually? They cost so much!”

Me: “Yeah, that’s kinda how the business strategy works. And the costs have gone up since they’re imported from China. So, y’know… tariffs.”

Customer: “And you’re okay with peddling this predatory communist Chinese crap to our children, are you?”

Me: “I just work here, ma’am. Also, they’ve invented gambling for kids, that sounds pretty darn capitalist to me!”

The customer stormed out with her Labubu. Hopefully, she can get her daughter into a new hobby…