Last-minute Christmas shopping. And now that we got that bit of scene painted in everyone's minds (and what I wouldn't give for a chainsaw)...
My girlfriend and I are at the Mart of Walton because thanks to a lot of unexpected problems popping up, we're so far behind on our Christmas shopping that I was debating whether or not to suggest pushing our own back to January just to avoid the crowds. Finding the presents was one thing (she's still trying to find a gift for a friend of hers; I found a game that Mom would love and got it right then and there), but getting out of the place? Heh. Heheheh... Screaming kids in every direction but overhead. And it wasn't the usual tantrum screaming, this was at the level of 'mommy, I stubbed my toe'.
One little girl in particular definitely stuck in my mind, and I'll probably be hearing that wail in my nightmares for the next couple of days. It was loud enough for us to hear from the electronics department while they were walking into the store. And we passed them on our way out. Sweetums was being carried back out of the store by (what I'm guessing was) her father, screaming constantly. I mean, 'Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, quick breath, waaaaaaaaaaaa.' And somehow, she broke loose at one point. We saw the kid run past us, still wailing her head off, followed a few yards behind by her father, who had a look on his face like he thought it was the most fun thing in the world.
I don't know if Daddy caught up with his kid at any point, because we left right after that. I'm going to tell you guys, though, that my Christmas list has been officially appended to include earplugs for the next time I have to set foot in that place...
My girlfriend and I are at the Mart of Walton because thanks to a lot of unexpected problems popping up, we're so far behind on our Christmas shopping that I was debating whether or not to suggest pushing our own back to January just to avoid the crowds. Finding the presents was one thing (she's still trying to find a gift for a friend of hers; I found a game that Mom would love and got it right then and there), but getting out of the place? Heh. Heheheh... Screaming kids in every direction but overhead. And it wasn't the usual tantrum screaming, this was at the level of 'mommy, I stubbed my toe'.
One little girl in particular definitely stuck in my mind, and I'll probably be hearing that wail in my nightmares for the next couple of days. It was loud enough for us to hear from the electronics department while they were walking into the store. And we passed them on our way out. Sweetums was being carried back out of the store by (what I'm guessing was) her father, screaming constantly. I mean, 'Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, quick breath, waaaaaaaaaaaa.' And somehow, she broke loose at one point. We saw the kid run past us, still wailing her head off, followed a few yards behind by her father, who had a look on his face like he thought it was the most fun thing in the world.
I don't know if Daddy caught up with his kid at any point, because we left right after that. I'm going to tell you guys, though, that my Christmas list has been officially appended to include earplugs for the next time I have to set foot in that place...
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