It’s 4 pm, Target. Crowded but not crowded. I held onto the shopping cart while my sister stood in front of the shampoo section. A Mexican woman walked into the aisle we were in and they came to my sister with so much attitude. There was a small altercation but it wasn’t that long because someone came and took the woman away.

Sister:

So should I get Cantu or Shea Moisture?

Diana:

Does it really matter what I say? I told you that Cantu works better for your hair but you are not going to listen.

Woman:

Can you please move your cart?

Sister:

You have plenty of space. I don’t have to move.

Woman:

I have a child in my cart so you have to move.

Sister:

You can clearly see my daughter in the baby sit. I don’t see why you can’t go through or you can even go through a different aisle.

Diana:

Calm down, you’re getting loud.

Woman:

Yea you’re upsetting my daughter.

Man:

Ma’am, is there something wrong?

Woman:

Yes, this girl won’t move and she wants to cause a scene, for no reason. And besides she is just standing there doing nothing.

Man:

Ma’am you are causing one right now so I’m gonna have to ask you to leave.