I just read a news story about a local Old Navy manager (specifically, in Norridge, IL), who refused to let a customer use the employee bathroom. What's the big deal, you ask? The big deal is that the customer, a crying 14-year-old girl who also happens to literally be a card-carrying carrier of Crohn's disease, had precious little time before she pee-pee poo-poo'd her pants.
Due to her illness, Ally has a card that explains the situation, just in case she finds herself somewhere with no public restroom.
...They waited 5 - 10 minutes for the manager to arrive and give them permission, but even with the card, the answer was "no."
"He just kept saying, 'I'm making a managerial decision and we don't have a public washroom.'"
The teen lost control and soiled herself in her most embarrassing moment, right in the store.
As a fellow sufferer of excretory issues, I feel like I should do something. Sure, I could airdrop some pamphlets or something, but I need something with a more visceral impact... I'm thinking I oughtta head over to that Norridge Old Navy and crap all over the merch. Too bad I'm perpetually constipated... kinda the wrong problem when you want to make a scene.
Or it's just the right problem if the scene can wait... hmm, that gives me an idea for Saturday.
I'll tie a note to it and catapult it through their window. Anyone have a pickup truck and a shovel I can borrow?
Posted by kyle t. at August 19, 2004 04:22 PM
I have Crohn's disease, too. Guess what? It sucks. It's bad enough being to actually feel ulcers and lesions on your intestines (which is not a pleasnt feeling, in case anyone had any doubt,) but being at the mercy of the type of person who would manage an Old Navy....horrible. Although, I admit it would be different if someone was crapping, say sugar gliders. Like a goose. I mean, wouldn't you love geese if you saw them flying in the sky and then they released a whole load of sugar gliders? Or flying squirrels? Ah, you say, but what about the sugar glider overpopulation problem? Well, says I, if these gliders were made out of sugar, they'd just melt next time it rained. Voila!