The mingling and other laytzanus that goes on in Wal-Mart happens everywhere else. I am not surprised by the story at Sprinkles. Women, unfortunately, are disloyal in this generation. YEs, he could have been her brother-in-law. He could have not been also.
When I walk in to Wal-Mart in Monticello for the first weekend in the summer, I hear murmurs. I feel like telling these people, “I’m not one of those!!!”
Don’t mind the fact that the frum people generally treat the cashiers like garbage, and are pushy to the fellow goyishe shoppers.
I’m sure the same thing happens in Friedmans. I don’t know where this entitlement attitude came from, but I suggest people get rid of it.