I was at Kids R Us today buying a birthday gift for a friend’s son. The saleslady was helping me out since I have no idea how to buy kid’s clothes, and as we’re talking about what I should get and I’m trying to estimate height and weight, this other woman comes up and starts recommending various items. This lady sounds like she knows from children’s clothing, and she mentions she has a 4-year-old son. Well okay, the kid I’m buying for is 3, so I ask her what she prefers for dressing her son.
“Oh, I only shop here for my daughter. I shop in the young men’s department at Macy’s for my son”, she says.
A little confused, I ask why.
“Oh, well, he’s a big boy and nothing here really fits him anymore. He weighs almost 80 lbs. now.”
Uh, what? Is this normal? How can this possibly be normal? I just smile and say “Oh” in a polite way. The gears in my head are grinding feverishly, trying to figure out how a 4-year-old child could possibly weigh 80 lbs.
The saleslady hears this and goes very quiet. I pick out a cute little shorts set with a lion on it and the 80-pound-baby-lady nods approvingly. She leaves and the saleslady and I head for the counter to check out.
“Did you hear that?” she asks me.
“Uh-huh. That’s not, um…normal, is it?” I ask her.
“God, no! I wonder if the poor kid’s got a medical condition or something.”
So I take my stuff and head home, thinking to myself, “80 lbs? That can’t be healthy, can it? Thyroid condition maybe?”
So, could this possibly be normal? How much should a 4-year-old weigh? This lady sounded proud of this fact. Now, I know parents like to talk about how their kids are growing, and a lot of parents seem proud when their child is bigger or taller than average. (“Gonna be a basketball/football player when he grows up!” is what I hear a lot.) But what the hell? Apparently this was significantly unexpected to warrant a complete stranger (saleslady) making a shocked comment to another complete stranger (me) about still a third complete stranger, (80-pound-baby-lady) which violates good manners and professionalism. Now, I guess the saleslady could just have been a rude old gossip, but still…80 freakin’ pounds?!