This afternoon I ran into a Joanne's Fabric to buy a yard of red velveteen for a project I have in mind. I was making my way to the checkout when I passed the sewing machine department, the salesman there was looking at something on his computer monitor. Sadly, the image he was gazing at was a scantily clad teenage boy. As I walked past the salesman, I made eye contact with him, so he knew I had seen what he was doing. I had a word with the manager on duty and left a message on the Joann fabric website. I don't plan to shop there any time soon.