I was in the little neighborhood grocery today, picking up some fresh po-boy fixin's, when I saw this Mom up front near the big-glass-box-full-of-ice-cream treats...She had her two yung'uns with her, maybe four to six years old, or so. For some reason (maybe he wanted a treat), one of them decided to scream out "NO! MINE! THAT'S MINE!" in the tone and volume of voice achievable only by children and Mariah Carey.
Did the Mom ignore them? Did she go ballistic? Did she blame the workers for not controlling her kids?
No
She simply fixed the two of them with her gaze, and, in the Mom Voice©, said "That Is Unacceptable. Stop Now."
Instant silence.
The best part was, just as she's saying this, I hear the refrain "Did you ever know that you're my heee~roooo" coming over the loudspeaker.
Did the Mom ignore them? Did she go ballistic? Did she blame the workers for not controlling her kids?
No
She simply fixed the two of them with her gaze, and, in the Mom Voice©, said "That Is Unacceptable. Stop Now."
Instant silence.
The best part was, just as she's saying this, I hear the refrain "Did you ever know that you're my heee~roooo" coming over the loudspeaker.
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