We had a mentally disabled boy in the store today
You should have seen his eyes light up when we brought him to a station to play. But then, these other kids from the rich part of town started picking on him. Taking his bricks, calling him the R word. I saw his face fall, and tears welling up. I'd had enough. I marched them straight to their mother (who was ringing up one of our most expensive sets) and told her that her children were no longer welcome in the store. She left without their gifts and the mentally disabled boy got a free minifig to take home. There are things that matter more than money, especially during the holiday season.