that were the best behaved children I have ever seen.
They appeared to be of Indian heritage and were a pair of beautiful little girls. I did compliment the mother. I even told her I wish their family would move into my neighborhood.
Then we landed.
The airlines don't feed people anymore and I was hungry and had a long car ride coming up so I went into a place for a quick sandwich to take to one of the common seating tables.
The instant my butt hit the chair and I started opening the sandwich, in pops a mother with one of the worst behaved kids I have seen in years. The mother was a typical Californian white suburban woman.
The kid started pushing stuff like chairs around.
"Hey, lady!" I said, "If your kid upsets my table you're going to buy me a new lunch. Please get that kid out of here."
"Why do you hate children?" she asked.
"I LOVE children," I replied. "I just can't manage to eat a whole one by myself anymore."
She took her kid and fled.
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