So, since we are down to one car for a while, I went to pick Shelby up
from work last night. This is to all the mothers. Whether most of you have young ones, or not, this is important stuff.
They will grow up and get jobs. Heed my
advice. Anyway, I was a little early so I ran and got a picture of Yogi
Bear costume. Then my kid pulled up in his golf cart. This big angry
black truck pulled up and a smaller, yet just as angry, man climbed out
and proceeded to yell at my child. It was an unhappy customer being a
dick. To my kid.
I started towards them, with the intention of laying
that little man on his ass. However, I stopped myself. that is my
child's job. He handled that shit face with aplomb. He had manners and
was nice. No attitude at all. I was very proud of both of us. Proud
of him for handling that ass munching fuck face, and proud of me for not
climbing in his big truck and running him over with it.
I am a mama
bear. I love everyone. I really do. With two exceptions. I see you
yell at my kids... I am no longer a hippy, I hand my hippy card over
and I was trained by the Marines.... Moral of the story though? if you
get the chance, watch your child work. See what an amazing thing you
have created.. that is way better than getting him fired for running
over ass face customers.
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