Creepy dads produce creepy kids

Working at Toys R Us can be awesome, currently I have a bet with my boss if I sell fifty bpps he will dress up as a cheerleader with pom poms, other times it can get weird. There are collectors who are very intense about their toys. I was helping one such collector locate a star wars potato head. He wanted a R2-D2 one which we did not have although her insisted there was one. As he continued on about how amazing Star Wars was and the genius that is Lucas he segwayed onto his son. Who was also involved with collecting Mr. Potato head and that this was supposed to be a gift to him. As he turned towards me he checked me out and then said I was the type of girl his son usually goes for, what that exactly ment, I don't know. He wanted to get my number to give to his son as I looked like good potential girlfriend material. As my creep-o-meter was going into the red zone I decided it was time to leave. Moral of the story, always say no to creepy dads trying to set you up with their toy collecting sons, because they have the same creepy genes.