07 March 2013

Hands Off the Models

I saw a funny thing the other day at our shopping centre involving toddlers, which brought back memories when our older daughter was a toddler and the younger one still a baby.

Diane's parents came up from Sydney to stay with us in a holiday house we'd rented on the Gold Coast. I was commuting on weekdays to the office in Brisbane but stayed the weekend with them on the coast. It was in the 70's and shopping centres were closed on Sundays, in Queensland,  except on the tourist stip of the coast which was a bit of a novelty for us.

There was a brand new shopping centre, called Pacific Fair, which had just oppened and we decided to go and investigate it on Sunday. The main shop was Myer, and it was there in the ladies fashion section, that things started to go pear-shaped with our little family group. Carol, aged about three was fascinated with a display girl model on a stand and went up to it to shake her hand. The hand came off, Carol got a freight and dropped the hand crashing to the floor, breaking a couple of fingers. Diane saw this and raced over to Carol, picked up the hand, minus two fingers, and tried to stick the hand back onto the model. That's when the entire arm detached itself from the model.
Dad and I were ahead at that stage but had seen the whole thing and were laughing uncontrollably, which of course made Diane even more upset. She grabbed the arm and the hand, minus two fingers and tried to re-attach them both to the model and in the process knocked over a floor-standing ashtray, which went flying, emptying its filthy contents all over the new floor.

By this time, Dad and I were in hysterics, Diane was mad as hell, mostly with Dad and me for finding this funny.

Were we observed? Not at all. There wasn't a member of staff anywhere near.

Nothing has changed since then.


  1. Chuckle, chuckle!
    Yep some things have not changed you say, you are lucky to find anyone to assist you these days in either Myers or DJ's.
    Big W is atrocious for service! Try Harvey Norman's and see how good your patience is!!
    I stood recently in their city store in an arcade in the Mall for about 30 minutes and not a staff member to be seen - eventually I hollowed out. One very bored person appeared, I asked my question only to be told " We don't stock that anymore" . Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah! %#&@%#*&@% etc. And out I stormed.

  2. What a hoot. Pity a camera wasn't running.

    1. Actually while we were there, I said to my father-in-law, 'Where is the camera, surely we must be on Candid Camera."

  3. It always seems to be like that - when I'm actually holding a shoe off the display wall, it seems like every human being disappears but when I'm strolling through in a hurry and clearly NOT LOOKING AT ANYTHING, I'm continually waylaid with perfume spritzes to the face or many 'Can I help you?' queries....

  4. It wasn't funny at the time. You could have come and helped instead of dissociating yourselves from us. That time I was glad there were no shop assistants around.

  5. That is definitely Candid Camera material!

    Thanks for visiting my deer post.
    In answer to your question if we feed them - not intentionally. :)
    They do like to nibble on a type of hibicus bush I have.
    One very bad winter we did feed them some corn when we knew there was nothing in the woods for them to eat but that can get expensive. We do put out a salt block to provide them that need. We just carried on what the previous owner had done.

  6. How hilarious although I can well see why you were not popular for finding it so funny at the time.

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