You know what absolutely drives me up the wall? Well, there’s A LOT. But based on the amount of bitching and whining I’ve done on this blog in the past six months (which has completely killed your liking to COMMENT on this piece of shit) you’ve probably got a god handle on what really gets under my skin.
Hold on, hold on. This post isn’t (entirely) about pregnancy!
I know! Miracle, right?
I waddled my fat ass to a table in a very busy food court in Costco over my lunch hour. Mostly because they have excellent poutine and I craved it like crazy, but I also had to pick up diapers and pull-ups for daycare (Dude, we’re potty training starting tomorrow! Pray for me!). Just as my dear friend put her last fry in her mouth an elderly lady and, presumably, her grandson began meandering towards our table. Before my friend could even swallow they were hovering over us like vultures on prey at the side of a desert highway.
I hadn’t even picked up my jacket before the lady sat her fat decrepit ass on the bench and proceeded to motion for her horde family to follow.
Dude, you could at least let the pregnant lady get her footing before you practically fling me and my belongings on the floor.
And I went all quite.
I didn’t even say anything.
Not a peep.
I think we were so shocked by their actions I couldn’t even say something if I wanted.
Besides, whose side would you take? The poor defenseless old lady with a cane or a hormonal pregnant woman? It’s really a catch 22 I’d say.
But! The Husband-Who-Is-Not-Even-Worthy-Of-That-Title-At-This-Moment is at home.
He just arrived home.
Early.
On a Friday.
Do you think he would have stopped and picked up Carter from daycare on his way to save me the trip since I did do some grocery shopping on my lunch break?
Nope.
Not even an offer.
[I just happened to know he was home because my MSN flashed that I had signed on another computer.]
Can’t go off on an old lady in Costco that I won’t ever see again… but I do tear a couple strips off a man that I have to be cooped up in the house with once this snow storm hits this evening.
Shear Brilliance.
I’ll probably do it again once I get home too.
What can I say? Glutton for punishment? Maybe. But that sure was a dick move if you ask me.
Suburban Oblivion says:
I hate to say it love, but I think the lack of comments might be chalked up to having to scroll up and down twice to find the comment link
Try making it bolded or red or something so it stands out.
Right after you kick his ass anyways.
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March 7th, 2008 at 4:29 pm
Candy says:
My husband is famous for doing shit like that. In fact, I don’t think it has ever occurred to him to pick up the kids from anywhere. There was a time when my oldest daughter was going to an after-school program and he had no clue, not one, where it was. If I had died during the day, she would have been stranded there forever.
Men are dicks. ‘Nuff said.
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March 7th, 2008 at 5:23 pm
Devilish Southern Belle says:
Oh my, that was so rude! I’d take your side in a heartbeat; old folks who think they can do whatever they want, no matter how ugly or rude, just because they are OLD really make me angry. I’d have been tempted to beat her with her own cane! (Just kidding. I’m not THAT mean!)
And yes, that was a dick move on behalf of your husband. Mine is here tonight, too, and will be all weekend. We may get a bit of snow as well. If I quit posting over the weekend, and don’t come back by the middle of next week, you’ll know I didn’t survive being cooped up with him!
I’ll be home all night; come talk to me on the messengers or something while your hubby plays WoW!
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March 7th, 2008 at 5:54 pm
amanda says:
I hate old people that do dick things like that. If you had punched her in the face, I would’ve bailed you out of jail so long as your local lock-up accepted paypal. Mean old people that think they are ultimately superior are the pits. ugh. I could go on for days.
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March 7th, 2008 at 8:41 pm
Redneck Mommy says:
I was once with my son and was loading him out of a wheel chair and trying to strap him into his special car seat while parked in a handicap stall. A car pulled in behind me and the driver got out. An elderly man walked up to my car and told me to hurry up, he wanted to park in the handicapped stall.
There was nothing visibly wrong with the dude other than the fact he was old!
I looked at him, looked at my drooling son who was at that moment having a seizure and told him to step the fuck off. I was going as quick as I could.
Let me tell you, I was so mad, I took my sweet time. I even listened to a couple of songs on the radio just to try and cool off and not drive my minivan into his damn car.
Old people can be asses.
And I’d have soooo made the hubs drive his sorry butt back out and get your kid from daycare.
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March 7th, 2008 at 10:03 pm
shawna says:
You just blogged about one of my big pet peeves! The nerve of some people!!!
But anyways… Tag! Your it
http://shawna-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/six-word-memoir.html
March 9th, 2008 at 2:09 am
justmylife says:
Who says you can’t you can’t go off on someone who is old. That was rude. And if you feel uncomfortable going off on the old lady, she had family. You could have said something like, “Try to keep a better grip on her leash! She damn near leaped into my lap!” And hubs, well, good luck with that.
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March 11th, 2008 at 11:51 am