I'm pretty sure it was just a figure of speech marking an X. staking her claim. Choosing a place. Looking around. Etc. Then setting up the tripod.
Usnuz is watching a game. Not partaking.
My back is doing better but I had a creepy strange nightmare dream last night
Not good.
So I'm pretty tired.
Oh well. Work trudges on.
I did mark out a spot, 40 minutes before the schedule start of the parade. We walked way way down to get spot at the front of the barricades, near where the VIPs were.
And then some loud and whiney snowflake came along and managed to push her way to the front. She had to get through 3 rows of people; as did her parents who also managed to end up in the front. Her parents were the loud and obnoxious kind as well and seem to think that snowflake deserved special attention.
Somehow, the snowflake ended up next to me and whined about how she couldn't see, didn't want to wait for the parade, wanted to eat, wanted a drink (BTW - what sort of flakes of parents don't bring any snacks or a bottle of water with them but instead complain about how bad the organising is as there is no where for them to buy anything???), didn't want to wait for the parade, too hot in the sun etc. She also wanted to go sit in the VIP area and didn't understand why she couldn't. Those flakes told her that it was for the performers.
She had to wait all of 10 minutes before the parade started.
The flake's mother then got mad with me because I was "leaning too far forward and pushing my way and blocking the snowflake's view". She even told me that I didn't need to take photos. She then told me to step back as the parade was for the kids and I shouldn't be in the front.
Well....you can imagine my reaction. But I did ignore her for the better part of 2 minutes; and she kept whinging about how rude some people were and how they were spoiling it for the kids. And would it kill 'some people' if they didn't get any photographs??
At this point, I told her that I was happy to change spots with her child but hadn't volunteered to do so because she had been so rude about it and hadn't asked politely nor nicely (she didn't even say please)!
But you can imagine what happened. As soon as I changed spots with the snowflake, she complained that DS was in her way and that she couldn't see. To which I turned around to the parents and said that it really didn't matter where she stood....she was not going to be able to see over the barricades and unless the parents got everyone to move out of the way, she was never going to be happy.
Well....I ended up having to just switch off from the barrage of abuse that came my way then.
Is it me? Why do some parents believe that their child deserves special treatment from everyone around them to the point of being rude?
someone to get in. We were the yearbook photographers. We developed our own B&W film and learned about F-stops, shutter speeds. While the knowledge is still useful, cameras have some so far, I feel so behind!
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