I’ve waited a while to tell this, so the host pastor would not put two and two together and a) be embarrassed or b) feel he should march into his local Wal-Mart and confront someone.
I was doing a senior adult revival in a wonderful church in a small Alabama city. Late that afternoon, on my way to the church I saw I was a little early, so stopped by the lccal Wal-Mart to pick up a sketch pad. They have great pads at a reasonable price and I always try to have a couple of extras on hand.
As I neared the checkout stations, I noticed none of the ladies had a single customer. I made some little remark about “which one shall I go to” and then one of them checked me out. Still no customers anywhere near, so as I often do, I said to the checker in front of me, “Hey, smile at me and I’ll sketch you.” It takes a minute or so. “Draw me,” the next one said. I had time, so kept on drawing.
I was on the third or fourth one when a woman walked up. “Sir, you’re not allowed to do that.”
I said, “I’m not allowed to sketch them? I’m not taking them away from their work, and I’m giving them a nice little gift.”
“You’re not allowed to take pictures of the employees,” she said sternly.