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Day 59: Who Stole the Cookie from the Cookie Jar?

August 24th · 3 Comments

My sister Susan is about to have a baby, and so before going back to California I visited this baby store on Lexington Avenue and bought her three stuffed animals wrapped in fancy package. But I left the gift in New York because the purchase itself was so annoying.

Today I braced myself for a return to the store, which has a rainbow awning and is called Giggle. As I wended my way past the bins of custom rubber duckies, a different children’s song was playing than the last time I was here. Little voices chirped:

“Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?”
“Katie stole the cookie from the cookie jar.”
“Who, me?”
“Yes, you!”
“Couldn’t be!”
“Then who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?”
“Bobby stole the cookie from the cookie jar…”

A black girl, early twenties, stood at the register and a fellow sales guy leaned against the wall nearby. He was also black and wore a black blazer, black shirt and shiny black shoes and generally looked like he’d been cast for a Tanqueray commercial, even though he stood next to a giant, smiling giraffe.

Return,” I said, handing her the package. “Must suck to listen to children’s songs all day,” I added.

“Yeah,” she said, tapping at some keys. “Worst thing is, I sing them when I go home at night. ‘Apples and Bananas.’ That’s the one I can’t get out of my head.”

“I can’t get this one out of my head,” said Tanqueray guy. (3:30 in the morning, staring at the ceiling, hearing the voices, wishing someone, someone would fess up already on the friggin’ cookie.)

“$49.52 will be returned to your credit card,” she said in that singsong way salesgirls do.

Her colleague, however, would not be so polite, maybe because of the lack of sleep. He shook his head and sneered at the package. “The toys and books. That’s where they get you,” he said.

I nodded to him knowingly and walked out, relieved that, for once at least, I had been able to return an overpriced  cookie.

Tags: Sights & Scenes

3 responses so far ↓

  • 1 RizzoJ // Aug 25, 2008 at 12:47 am

    Sounds like such a pleasant kids’ store…

    BTW, you’re gettin’ grumpy. 🙁

  • 2 sam iam // Aug 25, 2008 at 2:15 am

    hey buddy…that is your best writing yet. it has a thurberesque quality. I like it!

  • 3 Susan // Aug 28, 2008 at 9:36 pm

    That’s all right, really – I’m sure our little one won’t mind at all that he or she didn’t get some special, adorable stuffed animals from Uncle David. I’m sure it also won’t matter that he never again wants to enter the children’s store near his home just because of some dopey music. Guess he or she won’t play their music for Uncle Dave!

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