right up until the parental unit twisted my ear dragging me out of the rack. never did it again after that. such great memories of parenting in the 80s
There was a security guard dressed like a NYC cop as they did back in the early 60s who grabbed my ear and made me leave the toy section because I was trying to open packages with my tiny hands when mom was in another aisle. I was terrified of K-Mart from then on.