As is our usual Sunday morning custom the Pea and I headed out early for doughnuts, since we had a house full I decided to skip the drive-thru and go inside since I would be ordering a bunch of crap and nothing infuriates me more than sitting at at a drive-thru waiting for ONE damn cup of coffee when the person in front of me is ordering like 12 breakfast sandwiches.
Anyway, once I have my bags and boxes and coffee in hand, we head out the door, and since I cannot carry the Pea with all the other stuff, she is walking beside me. Keep in mind this is a small parking lot, we are not at the mall or Walmart. We are almost to the car and another car rounds the corner and starts approaching, I tell the Pea to hustle and get out of the way - which she does - and start to get the loot in the car so I can then put her in. The lady in the car then starts blowing her horn, pulls up beside me, rolls down the window and yells:
"Small children should NOT be allowed to walk in parking lots alone!"
Alone? What?! I'm right here...Well, since she had a tight perm, blue eyeshadow and pink lipstick the only thing I could think to say was:
"YOU should NOT be allowed outside looking like that!"
She didn't have anything to say after that, and I presume she went inside for coffee...clearly she needed one (and a new hairdo but that's beside the point) seriously though, WTF?
The Pea was NOT in any danger, I don't, as a rule, put her in harms way, why do some people think it's their job to tell you how to parent? I swear every time I go out, there is some old lady who pops up out of nowhere (usually wearing blue eyeshadow and pink lipstick) to tell me I should or shouldn't do this or that.
About a week ago some random lady walked up to the Pea, grabbed her pacie out of her mouth and said "give me that, you shouldn't have that!" I WAS STUNNED...what? excuse me, I should have grabbed the vinyl Louis-Vuitton knock-off out of her hand and said the same thing...I mean really, fake purses are a way worse crime against humanity than a 2yr old with a pacie...jeezus.
I wonder if there is a way to get through to these women? Cuz you can't really say anything to them, they always think they're right, but what if, like with a bad cat, you said nothing and just sprayed them with a squirt gun...eventually they would get the hint and stop doing it, right?...I think I'm gonna go buy a squirt gun.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
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