GOOD SPOT FOR IT
My mom told me NOT to talk about this any more, but I'm going to because she is not the boss of me.
Last weekend was Memorial Day weekend--I love it most of all because it is my birthday weekend and I managed to get a 4 day weekend out of it which I loved most of all. I needed it because I had been through 2 conferences in the preceding two weeks, one of which I was responsible for and one of which I was not. I digress.
On the Saturday during the weekend, I walked the dogs up to the McDonalds to rent a movie at the Redbox. Everybody that lived in town had the same idea. I was waiting patiently for my turn and some bitch cut right in front of me. You see, there are 2 kiosks and I was waiting for one of them to open up. She stood in line at the one I was not standing in front of and when the dumb bitch who rented 15 movies finally got them all, she stepped right in. Of course, I was a little distracted by the puking kid. That's what my mom told me to shut up about, but I feel compelled to share this so that if YOU are the parent of a puking kid, you will avoid this situation. The one renting the 15 movies? Well, she was the mother of said puker. She kept sending dad over to check on the kid in the car. At that point, he wasn't puking. But it was 85 degrees and I'm sure that car was about 100 or more.
The dad went over about 15 times and then yelled at the kid to stay in the car. The kid said something, so dad went over yet again. This time, he came back with the kid and they started to go into the McD's. All of a sudden the kid leans over and starts to barf. A lot. I am a reflex gagger. I see it, I want to join in. And on a hot day--it stunk. And the kid keeps going. Pretty soon, the entire entrance into McD's is covered with smelly puke. And the dumbass Dad makes no move to pull his kid away from the door. I felt bad for the kid because it was obvious he had too much crap food to eat (no--I won't describe how I know that) and got WAYYYY overheated. But I was PISSED at the parents for #1--taking an hour to rent their G.D. movies when the kid obviously did not feel well and #2--letting him puke all over the sidewalk in front of McD's. The next people through the door on the way out didn't see it and you guessed it . . .
I was with my two terriers who normally are very hyper and with all those people around, they are jonesing for petting. I will say they were pretty good and kind of ignored everything til I rented the movie.
So, there you have it, topics not discussed in polite company. And my mom can't do a thing about it.
My mom told me NOT to talk about this any more, but I'm going to because she is not the boss of me.
Last weekend was Memorial Day weekend--I love it most of all because it is my birthday weekend and I managed to get a 4 day weekend out of it which I loved most of all. I needed it because I had been through 2 conferences in the preceding two weeks, one of which I was responsible for and one of which I was not. I digress.
On the Saturday during the weekend, I walked the dogs up to the McDonalds to rent a movie at the Redbox. Everybody that lived in town had the same idea. I was waiting patiently for my turn and some bitch cut right in front of me. You see, there are 2 kiosks and I was waiting for one of them to open up. She stood in line at the one I was not standing in front of and when the dumb bitch who rented 15 movies finally got them all, she stepped right in. Of course, I was a little distracted by the puking kid. That's what my mom told me to shut up about, but I feel compelled to share this so that if YOU are the parent of a puking kid, you will avoid this situation. The one renting the 15 movies? Well, she was the mother of said puker. She kept sending dad over to check on the kid in the car. At that point, he wasn't puking. But it was 85 degrees and I'm sure that car was about 100 or more.
The dad went over about 15 times and then yelled at the kid to stay in the car. The kid said something, so dad went over yet again. This time, he came back with the kid and they started to go into the McD's. All of a sudden the kid leans over and starts to barf. A lot. I am a reflex gagger. I see it, I want to join in. And on a hot day--it stunk. And the kid keeps going. Pretty soon, the entire entrance into McD's is covered with smelly puke. And the dumbass Dad makes no move to pull his kid away from the door. I felt bad for the kid because it was obvious he had too much crap food to eat (no--I won't describe how I know that) and got WAYYYY overheated. But I was PISSED at the parents for #1--taking an hour to rent their G.D. movies when the kid obviously did not feel well and #2--letting him puke all over the sidewalk in front of McD's. The next people through the door on the way out didn't see it and you guessed it . . .
I was with my two terriers who normally are very hyper and with all those people around, they are jonesing for petting. I will say they were pretty good and kind of ignored everything til I rented the movie.
So, there you have it, topics not discussed in polite company. And my mom can't do a thing about it.
posted by Ballz @ 2:38 PM
1 Comments:
At 2:09 AM,
bolivar said…
I stumbled on your blog courtesy of my good friend Nettiemac, & I started reading some of your posts. This one was freakin' hilarious! What a couple of dumbasses! Red Foreman (you know, "That 70's Show") would have been very proud. He would have had a field day.
Later, Bolivar
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