1Prince2Princesses
<font color=blue>Please don't jump on the bed with
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I was in Wal Mart last night, and there was a man there with 5 boys, ranging in ages from about 8 to about 14. As I was walking near the deli, I first noticed them. Two of the kids were running circles around a display, playing tag. The others were looking at cheese. I saw one of the older kids open a pack of sliced cheese and eat a piece. He said "That's gross." The dad told him if it was gross, not to get it. He then tossed the open package back into the display case. I moved on, slightly in shock at what I had seen... I saw them a few more times, throughout the store, and ended up in line behind them(which was unavoidable, seeing as there were TWO registers open at 8 PM).
So I'm standing in line, and the two that had been playing tag now have a ball and are racing up and down the length of the store behind me, bouncing the ball and throwing it to each other (while the dad watches). Two of the kids waiting in line are eating bananas (which are a weighable product
) and the other kid and the dad are tearing into bags of skittles and more cheese. At this point, I just want to get out of the store. Then out of the blue... BLAM! Ball right upside my head. The kids HIT me with the ball. The dad SAW it happen, and didn't say a word. Well, I did. I mean, are you kidding me?
So as the cashier is ringing up like the 10th bag of candy, she looks at the dad and says, "That's a lot of candy. No wonder your kids are hyperactive brats."
It may have been out of line for her to say that, but it was SO true.
It was a relief when the six of them finally made their way out of the store.
So I'm standing in line, and the two that had been playing tag now have a ball and are racing up and down the length of the store behind me, bouncing the ball and throwing it to each other (while the dad watches). Two of the kids waiting in line are eating bananas (which are a weighable product
) and the other kid and the dad are tearing into bags of skittles and more cheese. At this point, I just want to get out of the store. Then out of the blue... BLAM! Ball right upside my head. The kids HIT me with the ball. The dad SAW it happen, and didn't say a word. Well, I did. I mean, are you kidding me? So as the cashier is ringing up like the 10th bag of candy, she looks at the dad and says, "That's a lot of candy. No wonder your kids are hyperactive brats."
It may have been out of line for her to say that, but it was SO true.It was a relief when the six of them finally made their way out of the store.
When I see people like that I run away....