There was an Incident

So, we were at Home Depot yesterday looking at refrigerators since the one we currently have is dripping water everywhere and we can't figure out why. I was going to bother getting a repairman out, yadda...yadda, but I want a bigger one anyway. So, we are at Home Depot. I finally picked the one I wanted only to find out that the water and ice thing on the outside of the fridge doesn't have a "lock". Come on, who the heck makes a big refrigerator, one obviously intended for a family of 4 or larger and then doesn't put a lock on the ice/water dispenser. Have the makers of this fridge met any child under the age of 5 that DOESN'T push the buttons each time they walk by? If we had that one, we would have a flood in the kitchen on the days that end in y. So, moving on, I found another one I liked, they are delivering it, installing it, perfect. Most of you know my husband. When we moved into our condo we LITERALLY had to SHOVE the fridge into it's place and bend some pipe that was sticking out of the wall (we still have no idea what that pipe was for) just to make it fit. So, a 57.00 (refundable) delivery/installation fee was no sweat off my back. The funny part of this story is really 2 fold.
1. As I am talking with the HD lady about the features, prices, DISCOUNTS (anyone who knows me knows I NEVER pay full price and can negotiate like nobody's business), John is taking his beloved mimi and putting her in EVERY washer and dryer that is lining the row opposite of the refrigerators. And pushing all the knobs. And opening and closing the doors a thousand times. Where is Chase you ask, while I have BOTH kids? Talking to the lawn guy about our pitiful yard (I don't think it's that bad, but Chase just looks at it in disgust). Then John moves on to putting mimi in the ovens. So much fun.
2. We move out of the refrigerator section, much to the delight of EVERYONE in there, and go outside to lawn and garden. I am on the hunt for a new pump for our fountain that we have on our patio. I find one, but while I am trying to figure out which one we need, John pushes a door open and an alarm starts going off. He about cries and we high tail it out of there. Forget the pump, I can get that another day. As we casually walk back inside the store, there are guys walking very quickly, talking on radios, towards the area we were in. I am sure they thought someone got out of the store with a 20,000.00 riding lawn mower, when really it was my curious 4 year old just touching things. What a 4 year old does best. So, I finally find Chase and tell him we need to go. He asks why. I say, with smile on my face "we'll talk about it later, we just need to check out and leave".
I hope they let me back into the store. I really need to get that new pump for the fountain. I am sure my face is plastered in the employee break room, since I am SURE they reviewed tape of what made the alarm go off, AFTER we left. Oh well, I can explain it.....if I have to.