Monday, September 24, 2007

Gotta' Be Kidding

At the risk of turning this into a lactivist blog, I simply must tell this story.

I went to Nashville on Sunday to see my best friend from seminary who was in town for a meeting. Her commitments ended at noon on Sunday, and since I wasn't going to arrive until mid-afternoon, she got together with another family member who lives in town. We decided to meet at Wild Oats since it's one of the only places I can find anymore in Nashville. It turned out to be extra-convenient because someone's dad forgot to put his shoes on his feet before we left home, and I remembered that Wild Oats sells Crocs. (Joshua is now required to wear them 24/7, which is the only way I can justify having spent $25 on a pair of shoes that he will probably outgrow next week.).

I met D, we loaded her stuff into my car, went into the store, found the Crocs, and I decided to pick up a "just in case" bottle of More Milk (it increases milk supply, as you may have guessed). We checked out, put Joshua's new shoes on so he could walk around, and then I figured I should probably feed Clare since she was cranky and hadn't eaten in a few hours. So we all settled into one of the booths at the front of the store and I started to feed her.

As I'm looking around I notice that one of the baggers, a young woman, maybe in her teens, is looking at me. Then I see her turn around and say something to the checker in her lane, and I hear the checker say, "Well, the baby's gotta eat!" Apparently this isn't the reaction that the bagger's looking for, so she moves along to the next lane, leans close to the checker, and says something to her. The checker looks over at me, and then the customer in the lane gets in on the conversation. I have no idea what they're saying, but I'm acutely aware that no one would have paid a lick of attention to what was going on if Bigmouth Bagger hadn't decided to announce it to the whole world.

And really, I'm astounded by the irony. Wild Oats boasts a "complete selection of the highest quality natural and organic food, helpful supplements and gentle, environmentally friendly household and body care products." Um, what could be more natural, organic, gentle, and environmentally friendly than good old momma's milk? And where's the logic in making a big deal over breastfeeding in a store that sells breastmilk supplements? Seriously? You're gonna take my $25 for a bottle of breastmilk supplement and then make a big deal that I'm breastfeeding in your store?

My respect for them is waning...quickly.

12 comments:

martha said...

I like Checker #1...it's nice when someone stands up to foolishness. And, who knows, maybe the customer and the other teller were telling the bagger all about what it means to be a mammal.

Too bad for her that we're not lizards.

gavin richardson said...

one word, "teenager" they probably are not used to seeing a feeding session. bad form though to react such, someone should have put them in their place.

Kel Bel said...

The bagger probably went home and told her mother, who in turn probably informed her that when the bagger was an infant she was seen "feeding" in public on a regular basis! Or maybe not, but that would be funny.

I'm more intrigued by the fact that Joshua has to wear crocs 24/7. Is this a medical thing? (I have a very anti-croc bias which of course does not apply to babies, just curious)

Mercedes said...

MB -- if you do not mind me saying -- you do have a pretty good glare, so, I hope you glared the freckles off of that bagger!

Orangeblossoms said...

Hell, I hope you glared freckles right ONTO that bagger! Sheesh.

Jenny said...

I was going to say something along the lines of what gavin did...
teenager.
says it all.

Christine said...

Should've said something really loud, like, "WHAT? Are you talking about ME? Is it bothering you that I'm feeding my CHILD???"

In a store like that, you would've had a gazillion shoppers rip her a new one if they heard that.

I'd still call and talk to the manager. Time for a little employee briefing!

Kat E said...

Wow, if that ever happens to me I'm just going to whip out the boob and jiggle it around to make sure they all get a really good look ;)

I'm with Kel on the Crocs, they should never have been allowed out of the garden...

Mary Beth said...

I have, in fact, contacted Wild Oats via their web-based "Contact Us" page. I just explained the situation and asked them to please be sure to educate their employees about breastfeeding. I also asked that they remind their employees that a woman's right to breastfeed is protected by law in Tennessee, and I asked them to let me know what they were doing to educate employees. If I don't hear from them, they'll hear from me.

I was surprised at myself when this happened. I always thought I'd be the big, bad, in-your-face, you-gotta-problem-with-it-? gal but it was actually intimidating. In fact, D and I just packed up the kids and left. So much for being a lactivist. It was almost worse that no one said anything directly but just kept whispering and looking.

I'm not a fan of the Croc, either. But in the interest of not having to make anymore stops to buy Joshua replacement shoes, I just bought the Crocs because Wild Oats sells them. Joshua now has to wear them until his toes poke out the ends because that's the only why I can justify a $25 pair of shoes for a two-year-old.

Kat E said...

Good for you for letting them know what happened and for asking for a response. I'd probably get all worked up and then never follow through. Let us know what you hear.

martha said...

I hope you told them that you left - that should put the fear into them.

I think if they had approached you, you probably would've stood up for yourself. Whispering and giggling instantly throws you back to 12-year-old-why-don't-they-like-me?-mode. Who is prepared for that? Not even 12 year olds.

justagirl said...

Gotta love the irony. I have a dream that one day all men and women (and teenagers) will accept breastfeeding as a natural and beautiful thing. Oh gosh, this is Jennifer, btw. :) Started a new blog today if you want to stop by. Hope all is well with you!