Ok, this is SO not my week, or month for that matter. All I need to do is leave the house and I'm smacked in the face by how many inconsiderate mouthy people there are. I'm going to try to start over tomorrow and hope for the best.
I'll try to block out today's event from memory.
Today's clusterf**k started when I went to this high-end consignment shop to look at some used children's books. I took my daughter with me. All was going well until super brat arrived. I swear, that little snot (about 6 or 7 yrs old) should have a cape with a big "B" on it. This shop also had toys and other stuff, so my daughter was looking at the toys when SB, chimney mom and snaggletooth grandma walk in.
Superbrat (SB) gets promptly abandoned and picks out a toy she wants, then tells me her mom taught her how to buy things and she want to buy something. Now- I could not be dressed more casually without causing a scene. Gray t-shirt, athletic capri pants, flip flops, ponytail, no makeup, and a big ass purse attached to me. I gently tell her that I don't work there, and keep looking around. So then SB tells me to let her know when the shop girl returns to the register. I ignored her- can't very well tell off a child- and resume browsing.
For some reason, SB is carrying like 5 toys with her. So when she sets them down, DD can't tell which toys are hers vs. the store's. Sure enough, she picks one of SB's toys up by mistake and SB immediately runs over to me to tell me. So I figure the girl must either be slow or just likes to rile people up, so I ask DD to give back the toy, then suggest that SB keep HER toys away from the others so future mistakes can be avoided. And I remind her that DD has ears that work JUST FINE and she can just ask her herself to put down her toys....nicely.
So I finished up and am at the counter, and I ask my daughter to put away anything she's disturbed (she's amazingly good about that) and come up while I pay for our stuff. For some unknown reason, SB has decided that my daughter will be her new friend. (I don't freakin think so). So she keeps telling my daughter- in a voice loud enough that I can hear her- to keep playing while I pay.
Needless to say, I'm not amused. So I tell DD again to come up, at this point I just want to extricate my daughter from the clutches of evil. So she comes up, but SB comes with her. So then she starts telling my daughter (btw, 4 yrs old) to look at some stuff by the counter, then she tells her to pick up something and open it. So, naturally she's got my full attention now and I notice she's instructing my daughter to open a candy bar. And my little one would never suspect that some KID would tell her to do something wrong, she knows not to talk to strange adults- but I did not foresee this (my bad). So I told her to put it down and not pick anything up and in fact, to just stand right beside me for the rest of the time. So what does SB do? She comes over too and stands right beside my daughter.
This was a little learning experience for me. I've encountered countless a$$holes, but they were all adults, or at least teenagers. I'm not allowed to smack other people's kids, regardless of how much they need it, and I'm standing there, and I have no idea what to do. SB's parents,etc. obviously didn't give a crap, they were at least 40 feet away blathering on about how you should be allowed to smoke and chew tobacco in stores.
So, this was probably really mean of me.............but I did it anyway. Flame away.
I squatted down so I was eye-level with DD, looked SB straight in the eyes while holding DD's hand and said, "That kid is telling you to do things that will get you in trouble, and she knows it, you're not allowed to play with her ever again. Don't listen to her anymore. She's not a friend". DD said ok, she understood.
SB's eyes got HUGE and she sulked away.
After this whole fiasco went down, we had another "event" occur (rude adults this time) at the grocery store, and then we went to the playground where upon it started to rain fiercely not more than 4 minutes after we got out of the car.
If this is what my week is going to be like, I'm sticking close to home.
I'll try to block out today's event from memory.
Today's clusterf**k started when I went to this high-end consignment shop to look at some used children's books. I took my daughter with me. All was going well until super brat arrived. I swear, that little snot (about 6 or 7 yrs old) should have a cape with a big "B" on it. This shop also had toys and other stuff, so my daughter was looking at the toys when SB, chimney mom and snaggletooth grandma walk in.
Superbrat (SB) gets promptly abandoned and picks out a toy she wants, then tells me her mom taught her how to buy things and she want to buy something. Now- I could not be dressed more casually without causing a scene. Gray t-shirt, athletic capri pants, flip flops, ponytail, no makeup, and a big ass purse attached to me. I gently tell her that I don't work there, and keep looking around. So then SB tells me to let her know when the shop girl returns to the register. I ignored her- can't very well tell off a child- and resume browsing.
For some reason, SB is carrying like 5 toys with her. So when she sets them down, DD can't tell which toys are hers vs. the store's. Sure enough, she picks one of SB's toys up by mistake and SB immediately runs over to me to tell me. So I figure the girl must either be slow or just likes to rile people up, so I ask DD to give back the toy, then suggest that SB keep HER toys away from the others so future mistakes can be avoided. And I remind her that DD has ears that work JUST FINE and she can just ask her herself to put down her toys....nicely.
So I finished up and am at the counter, and I ask my daughter to put away anything she's disturbed (she's amazingly good about that) and come up while I pay for our stuff. For some unknown reason, SB has decided that my daughter will be her new friend. (I don't freakin think so). So she keeps telling my daughter- in a voice loud enough that I can hear her- to keep playing while I pay.
Needless to say, I'm not amused. So I tell DD again to come up, at this point I just want to extricate my daughter from the clutches of evil. So she comes up, but SB comes with her. So then she starts telling my daughter (btw, 4 yrs old) to look at some stuff by the counter, then she tells her to pick up something and open it. So, naturally she's got my full attention now and I notice she's instructing my daughter to open a candy bar. And my little one would never suspect that some KID would tell her to do something wrong, she knows not to talk to strange adults- but I did not foresee this (my bad). So I told her to put it down and not pick anything up and in fact, to just stand right beside me for the rest of the time. So what does SB do? She comes over too and stands right beside my daughter.
This was a little learning experience for me. I've encountered countless a$$holes, but they were all adults, or at least teenagers. I'm not allowed to smack other people's kids, regardless of how much they need it, and I'm standing there, and I have no idea what to do. SB's parents,etc. obviously didn't give a crap, they were at least 40 feet away blathering on about how you should be allowed to smoke and chew tobacco in stores.
So, this was probably really mean of me.............but I did it anyway. Flame away.
I squatted down so I was eye-level with DD, looked SB straight in the eyes while holding DD's hand and said, "That kid is telling you to do things that will get you in trouble, and she knows it, you're not allowed to play with her ever again. Don't listen to her anymore. She's not a friend". DD said ok, she understood.
SB's eyes got HUGE and she sulked away.
After this whole fiasco went down, we had another "event" occur (rude adults this time) at the grocery store, and then we went to the playground where upon it started to rain fiercely not more than 4 minutes after we got out of the car.
If this is what my week is going to be like, I'm sticking close to home.
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