(I work at an adult store which only allows people 18 years or older to enter. This does not stop parents from trying to bring their kids in with them. I see a woman trying to push a stroller into my store.)
Me: “Ma’am, I’m afraid we don’t allow anyone under 18 in this store.”
Woman: “Oh! I know; I’m actually 36. I just look young.”
Me: “I was talking about the baby.”
Woman: *suddenly furious* “What?! This is my kid; I give her permission to be in here.”
Me: “It doesn’t work like that. If she’s not 18 she can’t come in.”
Woman: “Why not?! She doesn’t know what any of this is, anyway!”
Me: “Doesn’t matter. I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
Woman: “This is unfair! I am a paying customer; you can’t treat me like this. I’ll have you arrested!”
Me: *now annoyed* “Do it.”
Woman: “Wh-what?”
Me: “I dare you. Call the cops right now. Actually, I’ll do it for you. Then you can explain to the police why you were trying to bring a minor into an adult store. So, then, when you try to explain that it’s your own child, you can then explain to Child Protective Services why you feel it’s okay to expose your child to adult-themed objects at an infant’s age.”
Woman: “That’s not what I’m doing at all! I just want to buy some stuff for myself.”
Me: “No, I’m refusing you service. Please leave my store. You can also tell your sob story to the cop that’s standing just outside the door, who watched this whole exchange.”