To the lady who gave me the stink eye and the disgusted “my god” as I attempted to wrangle my overtired, hungry, sick kid as she had her fourth meltdown of the afternoon (I wouldn’t let her get candy) while I was trying to pay for our carry-out pizza: Sorry for the inconvenience of having to stand next to us for ten seconds. It must have been excruciating, and I’m sure your kids/grandkids/whatever are perfect angels. For what it’s worth, mine passed out two minutes after we left the store. A little empathy goes a long way. I’ll just assume you and I were both having a crappy afternoon, and I hope yours gets better!

To the lady who gave me the stink eye and the disgusted “my god” as I attempted to wrangle my overtired, hungry, sick kid as she had her fourth meltdown of the afternoon (I wouldn’t let her get candy) while I was trying to pay for our carry-out pizza: Sorry for the inconvenience of having to stand next to us for ten seconds. It must have been excruciating, and I’m sure your kids/grandkids/whatever are perfect angels. For what it’s worth, mine passed out two minutes after we left the store. A little empathy goes a long way. I’ll just assume you and I were both having a crappy afternoon, and I hope yours gets better!

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