Monday is grocery shopping day. I have been working to make it a once-a-week-ONLY event. I have been very successful with this for the past 6 weeks or so, although by Sunday it's pretty slim pickin's in the pantry. (what can you make with quinoa, cocktail onions and mustard? mmmmmm).
Okay, so.... back to my
I had dropped of the kids at school and ventured to the awesome grocery store across the street with Miss C in tow. She is a super cutie...
She is 19 months old and talks crazy good and sings and is fun. She was cutely singing "up and down" in a sweet and quiet voice while I was checking out the apples about 3 feet away. All of a sudden I hear
I turn around immediately and see this old guy slinking quickly away. I look around sort of bewildered at what I think just happened. Another customer catches my eye and very sympathetically nods her head as I ask out loud, "Did that really happen?" She says, "That was SO wrong..."
As I am standing there, somewhat shocked that someone would get all up in a BABY'S face and essentially scream "shhhhh" at her, the old guy turns and looks at me and sees the expression of disbelief and disgust on my face. He makes a mocking face at me as he approaches. I tell him to stay away from my baby. He tells me to keep my baby from screaming in the store. "I'm trying to shop here," he growls. I say something about her being a baby and that he probably was one, too, at one point. He loudly tells me he doesn't need my crap. So I called him an a**hole.
There was a mini-escalation, in the middle of which I went looking for a manager. I wish I had just done that from the beginning. Or better yet, just realized the dude has serious issues and just walked away.
I feel better now.
Thanks for listening.