This story has more to with sucky parenting than what she was wearing, but I've always found "Mom Jeans" to be so disgustingly hilarious.....then I discovered that some women wear "Mom Shorts".....similar to the Mom Jeans, the Mom Shorts have a super high waistline, nearly up to the ribcage, and the jeans are super baggy.....they look so stupid, it's laughable.
Anyways, it's payday Thursday, so that means bright and early, 7:30 am after work, I head to Wal-Mart for my grocery shopping. I mean, 99% of the time, there is almost NO ONE there but the employees, and people I work with doing their shopping. It's the best time to go there, you can usually avoid crowds and annoying families.
Except today.
I'm rolling through the parking lot, looking to park in my usual area (because the lot is so empty this time of day), and I see a spot open next to a giant Mommy Van, and I went to park in it, but halfway in, I realize that one of the side doors is open on the van, and Mom Shorts is standing there trying to get her flock of children out of the backseats. She turns her head of perfectly coiffed bob style hair, gives me the evil eye, as if to say "How dare you!", so I back up a bit and pick the next spot over.
I get inside and grab a cart, and Mom Shorts and her litter are right behind me...the kids are restless and loud (well for Pete's Sake, it's 7:30 am and for some reason this stupid cow thought it would be just the BEST time to wake up her sleepy kids and drag them to Wal-Mart!) and are sqwacking and squealing. I'm sure the entire store could hear all 3 of them.
I start to head down the toothpaste aisle, and of course, who follows me? UGH...and the kids are still just a shrieking away.....Mom Shorts thinks this is so cute and funny and is pretty much encouraging it!
I grab what I need as quick as possible and head over to cosmetics, thinking I'd be safe over there. I can still hear the kids screaming several aisles away as I looked at some makeup and oil absorbing sheets. Then I went another aisle over for some Cetaphil wash, and then I tried to make a quick, quiet, stealth dart towards the other side of the store to grocery......but it was all in vein....
Mom Shorts headed that way as well. God damn it all!
I went all the way up to the soda/chips aisle to grab some soda, and I knew they were still hot on my tail. So I darted back an aisle or two for toilet paper. I can hear the kids screaming and fighting over what kind of soda they want. Wow, Mom Shorts....you really think those little kids need soda pop?!
Then I try to make a quick diversion and pretend I'm in meat and then dairy, then I go back over to frozen foods to get my pizzas and mozarella sticks and whatnot, and I do not get followed. Yay! Thankfully, Mom Shorts must have forgotten that her kids needed more sugary sweets, because when I rolled past the aisles on my way to checkout, they were in the cereal aisle, now the kids were fighting over what cereal they wanted.
I got distracted by some pretty fresh flowers for a few minutes, but then I heard the familiar screaming getting louder and louder....so I quit belined for a checkout to hide....thankfully, I was not seen. I got cashed out and walked out to my car, and just as I was walking back to my car from returning the cart, Mom Shorts and the little screaming trio were just walking out with their barely half full cart and the kids were still just a howling away, and Mom Shorts had a smile on her face from ear to ear.
I'm sorry to inform you, Mom Shorts, but you are probably the ONLY person who thinks your kids screaming and howling is cute. Thanks for making my grocery shopping excursion a freaking cat and mouse game! I hope when you bend over, you get a huge rip in your giant oversized Mom Shorts.
Anyways, it's payday Thursday, so that means bright and early, 7:30 am after work, I head to Wal-Mart for my grocery shopping. I mean, 99% of the time, there is almost NO ONE there but the employees, and people I work with doing their shopping. It's the best time to go there, you can usually avoid crowds and annoying families.
Except today.
I'm rolling through the parking lot, looking to park in my usual area (because the lot is so empty this time of day), and I see a spot open next to a giant Mommy Van, and I went to park in it, but halfway in, I realize that one of the side doors is open on the van, and Mom Shorts is standing there trying to get her flock of children out of the backseats. She turns her head of perfectly coiffed bob style hair, gives me the evil eye, as if to say "How dare you!", so I back up a bit and pick the next spot over.
I get inside and grab a cart, and Mom Shorts and her litter are right behind me...the kids are restless and loud (well for Pete's Sake, it's 7:30 am and for some reason this stupid cow thought it would be just the BEST time to wake up her sleepy kids and drag them to Wal-Mart!) and are sqwacking and squealing. I'm sure the entire store could hear all 3 of them.
I start to head down the toothpaste aisle, and of course, who follows me? UGH...and the kids are still just a shrieking away.....Mom Shorts thinks this is so cute and funny and is pretty much encouraging it!
I grab what I need as quick as possible and head over to cosmetics, thinking I'd be safe over there. I can still hear the kids screaming several aisles away as I looked at some makeup and oil absorbing sheets. Then I went another aisle over for some Cetaphil wash, and then I tried to make a quick, quiet, stealth dart towards the other side of the store to grocery......but it was all in vein....
Mom Shorts headed that way as well. God damn it all!
I went all the way up to the soda/chips aisle to grab some soda, and I knew they were still hot on my tail. So I darted back an aisle or two for toilet paper. I can hear the kids screaming and fighting over what kind of soda they want. Wow, Mom Shorts....you really think those little kids need soda pop?!
Then I try to make a quick diversion and pretend I'm in meat and then dairy, then I go back over to frozen foods to get my pizzas and mozarella sticks and whatnot, and I do not get followed. Yay! Thankfully, Mom Shorts must have forgotten that her kids needed more sugary sweets, because when I rolled past the aisles on my way to checkout, they were in the cereal aisle, now the kids were fighting over what cereal they wanted.
I got distracted by some pretty fresh flowers for a few minutes, but then I heard the familiar screaming getting louder and louder....so I quit belined for a checkout to hide....thankfully, I was not seen. I got cashed out and walked out to my car, and just as I was walking back to my car from returning the cart, Mom Shorts and the little screaming trio were just walking out with their barely half full cart and the kids were still just a howling away, and Mom Shorts had a smile on her face from ear to ear.
I'm sorry to inform you, Mom Shorts, but you are probably the ONLY person who thinks your kids screaming and howling is cute. Thanks for making my grocery shopping excursion a freaking cat and mouse game! I hope when you bend over, you get a huge rip in your giant oversized Mom Shorts.






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