Couldn't Wait

I just love my daily job of mediocrity. 
No surprises.
Get to work.
Clock in.
Discuss daily promotions with manager.
Greet "clients".
Smile.
Put them in a dressing room.
Encourage them to make a purchase.
Take them to the counter to pay.
See them out.
Pretend like you are busy until the next person comes.
Do it all over again.
Clock out.
Everyday.
It looks something like this....

Today a motley crew entered the store.  Two mothers and four boys between them.  All speaking another language I was not familiar with.  The ENTIRE time they were in the store they were screaming to each other in said language.  Like this...

The boys were running rampant through the store.  Knocking over racks.  Ripping things off tables.  Unfolding my perfectly board folded tee's.  Since mother did not find it in her power to reprimand them, I took matters into my own hands.

No, no.  My discipline came in a form like this.

After a dispute with the "translator" (aka the only woman who could speak English) over a dress that was $9.88, enough was enough.  I was ready for them to go.  They did end up buying a dress.  Their scent of musk left my store and I went back to making fashion wrong's right.
A little while later we attempted to put another client in the room THEY previously occupied.  My coworker walked in to this...

Oh and a urine sample would have been more sanitary than what we happened upon.  No, we found a  medium McDonald's cup FULL of urine.  Two thoughts crossed my mind.  1) Mother was really talented to pull something like this off and 2) if it was not in fact mother who performed such an ungodly act, one of those children could qualify for the largest bladder in human history.

Either way, we know the culprit just couldn't wait.