My dad and stepmom stopped by my Buckhead bookstore for the first time after their anniversary dinner Saturday. My stepmom says she wants to learn Spanish in her car, so I got her CDs called "Learn Spanish in Your Car." A customer or customer's dog had crapped on the floor in the kids department, and another customer let me know (while my parents were there). The management had me pick it up with gloves and paper towels and a garbage bag (there's no HAZMAT suit in the supply closet), while the customer kept saying, "It looks human. And it looks adult."
Oh yeah, THAT'S when you want your parents to glimpse your big life in the city.