Personal Narrative: The New CMC Department Store

At the young age of __, I would watch my my mom leave and then come home glistening, talking about everything she had learned at Michaels craft store. I decided that I wanted to participate as well and begged my mother to allow me to accompany her. When I first got there I did not know what to expect. Our instructor was teaching us the wonders of fondant and how to maneuver it into different forms. I was so intrigued, how could something so plain and boring be transformed into such beautiful petals, roses, trucks and more. My small hands could not do the same things as my mother. I would see my mother do everything with little to no effort as I practically killed every rose the instructor asked me to make. My hands were not delicate nor kind to the fondant, but instead I would accidentally ruin every petal I attempted making.

Tracy said as she held up a top for Karen, “Oh, you would look good in this.” Karen held up stuff for Tracy to look at. They both disappeared into the dressing room with several tops, skirts and dresses, I settled down for a wait.

The pensive mood between the two effaced, and her chidden tone left as she throttled Macy with her words.

“Here,” Molly said, and reached her hand out, and gave Cristina the phone. When Cristina saw the picture on the screen her eyes and mouth both opened wide. Molly’s eyes soon focused on Cristina and said, “What’s wrong?”

I’m Fred James and my carpenter shop hasn't been selling as frequently as we used to when business was booming. My businesses peak was way back when the neighborhood was filled to the rim with people before the rush the Oregon trail took them away. Just today I told Claira, my wife of twenty years that we must move west to Oregon before money becomes an issue. Of course Claira wasn't thrilled and neither were my kids. Milly and Matthew are hysterical about not wanting to leave all their friends. Sadly they'll have to make new ones at our new home.

A small amount of time after school got out for summer my family, Kyla Carson, and I went to Minnesota. It was a long, grueling , and 8 hour trip from Arthur to Minnesota. When we finally got there we could see the Mall of America, which was connected to our hotel. I looked forward to the amusement park, eating the food, and the shopping. From 7p.m. to 10p.m. the amusement park had free rides and games for the group we were in. I had an amazing time because I could do anything since it was free. The pizza we had one day was amazing. The shopping was the best since there was enough shops to choose from. The Mall of America had specialty shops including The Peeps Store, The Lego Store , many specialty chocolate store, and many more.

When it comes to look for different kind of dolls, Walmart is the best place to go because it always have at least a black doll or two in stock compare to other stores like Target. So I went to Walmart and took my time exploring each aisle with taking notes, and waiting for security to ask me why I was taking pictures of all of the toys with my phone. I was actually surprised by the variety of the models on the front of toys’ packaging is white, black, Asian and Brown, Still the vast majority of models eight percentage or more are white dolls. When I started to take a close look at the dolls in Walmart, White dolls had a very thin body and been dressed up properly with the beautiful sparkling dresses and on the other hand when I look at a black

The checkout was a disaster as far as I was concerned. I got in line and there were two other customers in front of me. The first customer was just finishing his checkout process and leaving. The second customer had placed several of her items, from her large order, on the edge of the checkout counter. Alissa started to scan the customer’s merchandise, but did not offer a greeting or a smile. She did ask for the customer’s Ingles card but that was all the Alissa ever said to the customer. I could not read the bagger’s name tag but he was a Caucasian male about 20 years old. He was about 5’ 10” tall, brown hair, no glasses, dark Ingles shirt and khaki pants. The bagger never greeted the customer. He bagged the items with little regard as too

Arthur raised an eyebrow at him. "Did you seriously just call it a Christmas catalogue room?"

As a new owner of Appealing Apparel I would test out or mix together a couple different styles of leaderships. To me a leader is someone that motivates you to do something. Also, a leader is someone you can look up to. Knowing what I would want is a leader is how I would base off of what I would do. As a leader I would have weekly meetings to discuss what I have seen in the past week and how our sales have been. I would request to have employee’s opinions of the store. In the meeting I would include what event we have planned this week. Some events would be sale or conventions. I may give tasks of what need to be done each day. I would mostly like everyone to be on the same page going into a new week. When going into the week I would bring

One of the places we enjoyed walking is what we called the little store or Mrs. Slaters, and it was a 2-mile trek down our winding Box Canyon Road. We may have stopped wearing robes, but we still went barefoot. The heat on the road did not bother our feet. After 2 miles it was so nice to get into this store, we were usually hot and ready for a break. As soon as we walk in, you see the counter in front of you and as we walk in is my favorite candy, chocolate ice cubes starring at me. I would head to those immediately and goodbye to my nickel, every time and all the time. I think they were only 5 cents. Next, I would head to the Doritos, then cream cheese, and then add an RC cola to finish the snack, and to this day I still love Doritos. With

My mom and I were walking through Walmart and we had directed ourselves towards the produce section. As my mom counted one by one the tomatoes that she was placing in the plastic bag, I wondered off. All that I could think of as I walked was how money was tight, but somehow we still need to buy groceries. As I entered the frozen aisle I noticed a woman in front of me with her cart. As she was exiting the aisle she got a call and while looking for her phone in her purse, she accidentally dropped some folded dollar bills. I continued walking towards the end that had the money and as I got closer my eyes would dart around looking for any witnesses. Before I knew it my toes were an inch away from the money. Getting a closer look to the money I

Last night I was sitting down to do my homework in my room and I got a text from my roommate saying she needed my help at the mall. I called and asked if she was okay and if she was hurt, she replied and said that her car broke down and she still needed to run more errands. So being the good friend I am I went to the mall down the street and I called her back to ask where she was, she told me that she was at the Belk entrance. I drove around to the entrance and I see her walking towards me. She gets into the car and I looked to her and said where do you need to go. She told me that she needed to go to: Wal-Mart, Kroger, rue21, the bank, and pick up her niece from pre k. So we started our journey to Wal-Mart to start.

When I went to the general store to get a sucker, the moment I left the store and put the sucker in my mouth I began to feel nauseous. Then my vision got blurry and I blacked out. The next moment I woke up and I realized I wasn't in modern time.

Entering the Hub-City Bookstore, in downtown Spartanburg, is a fantastic way to lose one-third of your hard earned paycheck. This is not a condemnation of high prices. This is also not an opinion, but a statement learned by simply walking through the door and seeing the wonders of literature that beheld you. I walked into this bookstore, having been in many others before it, and previously assumed it wouldn’t be that difficult to walk out with my bank account still intact. You know what they say about assuming. When I walked out, my debit card was weeping tears of blood and wondering why I had forsaken it so.