Unfiltered Story #56642

(I’m at Disneyland with my parents they let me loose for a minute, and I decided to hit downtown disney and I spotted a chocolate shop. I picked up a candy bar and headed to the checkout.)

Me: (Note, I’m 11 at this point in time.) “One chocolate caramel bar please!”

Cashier: Where are your parents?(Note: Parents are next door.)

Me: oh they aren’t here right now…

Cashier: (Cutting me off) “Oh my god it’s people like your parents that ruin this place, letting these heathens loose to run amok around the park! And you should know you need an adult to buy candy! Well you would if you weren’t raised by idiots.”

(A women walks over to me from the display next to the register)

Women: Jimmy! (Note: not my name) “There you are! I’m so sorry we got separated in th crowd. Let me pay for that candy bar!”

(My “mom” paid for the candy bar and took me to the exit. I thanked her a bunch and gave her half of the bar. I had a wonderful rest of the day.)