Mad

Update: Here's an e-mail I received back from the Target Corp.:

I'm sorry to hear about the disappointing experience you had during
your recent visit to the Lincoln South Target.

I understand your frustration and I'll make sure to share your comments
with our Store Operations team regarding the placement of the Sports
Illustrated Swimsuit magazine in the checklanes.

We're always glad to hear from you, so whenever you have any questions
or comments, give us a call at (800) 440-0680. You can also check with
a Guest Service Team Lead at your store, or visit us on Target.com.
Either way, we're here to help!

When I created this blog, my intention was for it to be an update on my family. I did not intend to use it as my own personal diary or soapbox. However, (you knew that was coming didn't you?) I am going to take a minute to blog about something that upset me today--because I do believe it pertains to my family--and families everywhere.

So, here it goes.....I got mad at Target today.

(I will admit that at 40 weeks pregnant and very uncomfortable, I may get upset a little more easily than at other times. But, being the person I am, with the values I hold, I think I can safely say, I would have been 'mad' in an un-pregnant state as well. )

I braved the store with four children and things were going fine. Then, we got in a line at the checkout. Evan, my 9-year old, was standing next to me and I noticed that he was looking at the magazine covers. You know, the magazines right in front of us--candy on top, magazines on bottom--on eye level with children. He was just standing by me, looking around, and his eyes stopped at those interesting magazine covers....

So, I followed his gaze and right in the FRONT-CENTER of this wonderful magazine rack was a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue (a whole stack, by the way, not a randomly misplaced mistake). I know these covers are not usually modest, but I will just say that had the cover model been wearing a swimsuit--it would have been more than what she appeared to have been wearing.

(I didn't pick up the magazine and inspect it. I am just telling you what it looked like from a foot away--which is bad enough.)


I quickly stepped in front of my son and tried to move up in line.


Can I just leave the store and let it go? Isn't this a normal thing? Can't we just avert our eyes and get on with our lives?


Uh......NO! Not me anyway.

Did he have a choice? Did I? Well, I did choose where to go buy laundry detergent... I would not have been happy to see that magazine cover myself--BUT, I am really upset that my 9-year old son got an eyefull (and who knows how many other children)!

I really wanted to talk to someone right away, but I was already late to pick Alex up from piano.
So, I wrote the Corporation and I am going to write to the local store manager.

I also encourage everyone else....when stuff like this happens--if it bothers you--please do something about it! It will make so much more of a difference if more people speak up!

P.S. The other day, at Super Saver (in the same shopping center), I was happy to see a black plastic shield type thing in front of some magazines by the checkout. You could read the name of the magazine on top, but didn't have to see the cover of the magazine unless you took the magazine out from behind the shield. Thank you Super Saver (mice and all--LOL)!