Today R had to go back to work after the big parade. I wanted to hit the Albertson's sale to buy some cereals. After the five-minute process of getting the kids out of the van and Sammy into the front-pack, we were finally ready. As we were walking into the store, a gruff, slightly rough 40-something male passed us. I heard him muttering loud enough for me to hear or catch the drift of his wussy statement.
What did he say? No, not the obvious and expected "hey hot mama- your oven must be as hot as you!", or even "hey- your kids are adorable. But you're too young to be their Mom!" Of course I've never gotten either of those comments before but I would have preferred either of them. Instead the stinky sourpuss just said with disgust, "sheesh (or a swear-word)...how many kids do you have...mumble mumble". Since we never made eye-contact (the weakling) my reaction time was too slow. We entered the store and all of a sudden I got really mad! I wanted to race back out there and say "excuse me, what did you say? What is your problem man?" I would have, but obviously I did have quite a crowd with me that I couldn't take with me while throwing that man down.
What makes me mad is that my kids weren't even misbehaving yet! They weren't in this man's way, they weren't whining. They weren't crying or being loud.
What kind of person doesn't like the sight of children? What kind of person takes out his grumpiness on a mom and her posse he knows nothing about?
A mean person.
I only wish I could have punched I mean talked nicely with this man to find out why he he is such a lame rottom. Then we'd both be resolved.
RRrgg... unrequited anger is a tough one for me...
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Posted by cold cocoa at 2:11 PM