Yesterday evening, on our way back from work, my wife and I stopped at a supermarket to buy some basics.
I go to buy "my" choc-chip cookies. I know which ones I want, it should be a matter of a bunch of seconds. Now, a relatively elderly couple were deep in discussion just in front of where "my" cookies were. I had no intention to extend my arm between them, at crotch height. So I ask: "Sorry, could I please pick those up?", pointing at the cookies. The man stepped back apologising, very nice; the woman, though, started complaining that I was listening to their private affairs (that they were discussing in the middle of a supermarket), interrupting them and that "You kids have no respect". Now - I am 35, I haven't been called a "kid" for quite a while. But as I raised my head ready to say something snippy the man delivered the perfect line: "Look who's talking of respect, you paranoid woman".
I stepped back avoiding to look at him (otherwise I know I'd have started laughing), and instead threw my "teacher stare" at her.
The worst catbuttface I've ever seen
I go to buy "my" choc-chip cookies. I know which ones I want, it should be a matter of a bunch of seconds. Now, a relatively elderly couple were deep in discussion just in front of where "my" cookies were. I had no intention to extend my arm between them, at crotch height. So I ask: "Sorry, could I please pick those up?", pointing at the cookies. The man stepped back apologising, very nice; the woman, though, started complaining that I was listening to their private affairs (that they were discussing in the middle of a supermarket), interrupting them and that "You kids have no respect". Now - I am 35, I haven't been called a "kid" for quite a while. But as I raised my head ready to say something snippy the man delivered the perfect line: "Look who's talking of respect, you paranoid woman".
I stepped back avoiding to look at him (otherwise I know I'd have started laughing), and instead threw my "teacher stare" at her.
The worst catbuttface I've ever seen
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