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Oh, this is kind of a sad...or "where's my ice cream?!"
Short post today. Again.. Mostly because I was just in Target for a grand total of 5 minutes. one of my CWs offered to drive me home. I had declined, saying I needed to look in Target for something, and he said he'd go with. So, woot. I warned him about the chaos magnet, but he thought I was joking. Until after this incident.
We're in the dairy section, and I'm grabbing soy milk. This little toddler, 4 maybe 5, comes running at us at full speed and runs into my legs. I stagger into the dairy case, and catch my balance. His mom comes running after him, and is apologizing, and then the following dialogue occurs.
Mom: Oh gosh, I'm SO sorry.
Me: Oh, it's ok, really. Accidents happen.
Mom: Sweetie, apologize to the nice lady!
Kid: I'm sorry, lady. (daaaawww, sweeeeet!! And yay, bonus points, mom is actually being a parent!! But, then...)
Mom: ....and apologize to the baby in the nice lady's tummy. You should NEVER run into people, especially pregnant ladies. It's not nice
Kid: <pats my belly> I'm sorry, baby.
Mom: Good boy, let's go!
And she leads him off before I can say anything and recover from being flabbergasted. I was in shock. My CW says the look on my face was something of a cross between "How dare you kick my puppy!?!" and "Wow, someone just signed their own death certificate."
We went to the in store starbucks afterwards and I turned to him and said "see? This is what I mean!!"
Him: Five minutes, Lupo. We were only here FIVE MINUTES from start to finish!!
Me: I knooooow.
We ended up with tasty beverages and left. He doesn't think I'm exaggerating when I tell him tales of shopping shenanigans anymore.
The end.
*goes looking for ice cream.*
We're in the dairy section, and I'm grabbing soy milk. This little toddler, 4 maybe 5, comes running at us at full speed and runs into my legs. I stagger into the dairy case, and catch my balance. His mom comes running after him, and is apologizing, and then the following dialogue occurs.
Mom: Oh gosh, I'm SO sorry.
Me: Oh, it's ok, really. Accidents happen.
Mom: Sweetie, apologize to the nice lady!
Kid: I'm sorry, lady. (daaaawww, sweeeeet!! And yay, bonus points, mom is actually being a parent!! But, then...)
Mom: ....and apologize to the baby in the nice lady's tummy. You should NEVER run into people, especially pregnant ladies. It's not nice
Kid: <pats my belly> I'm sorry, baby.
Mom: Good boy, let's go!
And she leads him off before I can say anything and recover from being flabbergasted. I was in shock. My CW says the look on my face was something of a cross between "How dare you kick my puppy!?!" and "Wow, someone just signed their own death certificate."
We went to the in store starbucks afterwards and I turned to him and said "see? This is what I mean!!"
Him: Five minutes, Lupo. We were only here FIVE MINUTES from start to finish!!
Me: I knooooow.
We ended up with tasty beverages and left. He doesn't think I'm exaggerating when I tell him tales of shopping shenanigans anymore.
The end.
*goes looking for ice cream.*
in the space of seconds!
*gives you lots of ice cream, cookies, and muffins* *with a pumpkin spice latte* Yeah, that was sweet...for a little bit. At least the kid apologized to you, but Mommy shouldn't have added that last part!
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