When we arrived at our local Kroger's grocery store just a few scant minutes after they opened their doors for business that day, a most shocking sight greeted my daughter, Monkey and I.
This poor, pitiful generic-brand doll lay on her back atop the filthy express lane conveyor belt; legs splayed open spread-eagle style revealing her dolly dainties for all the world to see. Yes, she's dressed in standard hoochie wear but that doesn't mean she deserved to be defiled in this manner. Just because she's a cheap knockoff doesn't mean she's "easy" and just because she was loitering close to the express lane doesn't make her "fast" either.
Now, I hate to cast dispersions of what may or may not have been going on in the moments prior to opening time, but I can tell you that the
I watch crime mysteries. Whistling is always the tell-tale mark of a criminal with a guilty conscience.
Lucky for Kroger's that Monkey and I acted as Doll Advocates and swooped in to not only restore the dignity of this doll but also preserve Kroger's family-friendly grocery reputation. Even though I righted her to a standing position while smoothing her tousled hair and straightening out her mini-skirt, I wondered what would become of her after we left the store. After all she is wearing a flimsy white T-shirt and we did leave her right next to the bottled water case.........