Suck It, Sheplers!

Sheplers Sucks.
Sheplers Customer Service Sucks.

So, sometimes as parents, we resort to bribery.
I admit that I do.
Heck, I've already admitted that I have failed with parenting because my kid got a cavity, so I'll just go ahead & admit that I sometimes bribe my kid. While I would love to say that when I say, "Gage, behave" he just instantly conforms & acts angelic. Not so much the case all the time. So, when I said, "Gage, if you are good at the dentist, and open your mouth & let him look at your teeth---then I'll get you your very own pair of Cowboy Boots," I was of course bribing my kid, and it worked.

To note: Gage doesn't like strangers.
Gage doesn't not like strangers to touch him.
{HELLO! Stranger Danger!}
AND
I blame cartoons for contributing to his fear of the dentist, since he's clearly not basing it on any previous dental experiences of his own.

But---the kid WANTS some Cowboy Boots.

I manage to make it a priority on Wednesday to get the kid his boots. He held up his end of the bargain, and I'm the one who bribed him in the first place.

So, after my exam Wednesday, I set off to Shepler's which I'd already looked at online, yada yada.
Walk in.
Go to the boot dept.
Ask for assistance.
I basically got laughed at by the sales guy for not bringing my son with me, and expecting that man to know what size boot to buy for Gage. Now---I don't think I'm crazy. I said, "He wears a size 11 in toddler shoes, but the boots seem to be sized differently." I asked if there is some kind of conversion chart. He again laughed, told me that I'd have to bring my child in, and short of that happening, he couldn't help me.

ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME?

So, I walk out. Get to the door. Turn around. Ask this guy who seems to be giving a tour of the store to some well-dressed professionals if he perhaps is the manager or perhaps could help me with something. He said that yes, he could. So, I told him that I felt put off because the guy in the boot dept. laughed at me & didn't help me & told me that I have to bring my child in. I said, "I don't WANT to bring my child in. I want to pick these out as a surprise. {which, you know is kind of true---I wanted to pick them & surprise him with them, although he knows that I said I would get them.} He brushed me off too, and said, "Maybe we'll do better next time."

That's it?
That's your response?

In THIS economy, when people are shopping less & less, THAT's your response?
Your sales guy laughed at me in a condescending way, and THAT's your response?

My message to Shepler's: "Hey JackAsses, there won't BE another time. You didn't get it right THIS time. And he's only 3. I've got at least 20 more years of buying this kid new boots. No telling what kind of profit dollars you just turned away."

I'm just sayin'......

So, next door at Cavender's, Kirk the sales-guy was more than happy to help me, sell to me, and see to it that I left with a box full of boots, whether we got it right or wrong. Thank you, Cavender's.

And in the end---they were just a bit too small, and I ended up having to exchange them, and Gage went with me. BUT---at least he had the surprise of boots when he got home today.

Suck it, Sheplers!
My little guy LOVES the boots he got at Cavenders!




{To note, he did opt for a boot color change at Cavenders---opting for the orange & brown boots. And of course it's probably because UT Longhorns have been a part of his life since he was born, thanks to his GrandDaddy Longhorn!}