Tell Me What You Really Think
The boys and I stopped off at Walgreen’s today to pick up a few things. It was getting late into the afternoon and Shea was exhausted. He was sick earlier this week and then missed his nap completely yesterday. If you know Shea, you are aware that he really is a sweet little boy. I very rarely have to deal with tantrums in stores, but today was a rare day. I made the mistake of first going down the food aisle, where he noticed some cookies and began screaming, “I want a tookie, Mommy!” Actually, he was wailing at the top of his lungs. A few seconds later, I made an even bigger mistake by walking down the toy aisle. Duh. This time, the wailing lasted much longer. In fact, it continued all the way to the front of the store. His face was covered in tears, all because I wasn’t going to buy a toy. I am so glad to say that this really is abnormal for him. I could see that the people in front of us were becoming mildly annoyed, but thankfully, he stopped soon after arriving in line. Apparently the cashier thought that I needed some help raising my son, so she proceeded to give my 2 year old a lecture about being loud in a store. She wasn’t even ringing my things up. She literally stood there for what seemed like forever, talking to my 2 year old about manners in a store. At one point, she said something like, “and I’m not laughing about it either.” You can bet I wasn’t laughing either. In fact, if I had said the things I was thinking in my mind, she probably would have been crying. However, I kept my composure, and in my sweet southern charm, politely told her that it was his nap time, he’d been sick earlier in the week, and that he was just really tired. She began ringing my things up and as I slid my card through the reader, she said, “Would you boys like some candy?” Of course, Gage perked up and excitedly asked, “Can we, Mom?” I quickly said “no” and the lady looked at Shea and said, “Oh, yeah, candy is for good little boys, and you were a bad boy. Maybe if you’re not a bad boy the next time, you can have some.” At that point, I really don’t know how I held my act together. But, I picked Shea out of the cart, looked at the lady and said, “He is a good boy, he’s just having a bad day.” As the boys and I walked out to the car, Gage said, “Mom, did that lady make you mad?” Keep in mind that I was outwardly nice and polite. My son just knows me too well.
Then Gage said (and this is the part I love!), “Mom, what did you really want to say?” I’m telling you, this kid knows me so well!
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I don’t know HOW you kept it together!!! I would have politely told that girl where she could stick her comments! You don’t EVER tell a child they are bad…the nerve of her! I’m proud of you, girl!
Lyra,
How did you keep quiet? Oh, man! I cannot believe that lady was so rude! Maybe someone should teach her how to use manners in a store.
Karen
It seriously is by the grace of God that I didn’t lose it. It was very strange.
By the way, thanks for stopping by my blog, Sarah!
Oh man, Lyra. Those situations do me in every. single. time. I’ve lost it with a sales clerk in Hancocks and a customer in Penney’s.
When I reach *that* point, there is very little that can hold me back.
Sadly…
Hey! I stop by daily…I just don’t usually leave comments. I left a comment for Jared the other week on his “I remember” post, too.
The boys are getting so big! We really miss you guys!
WHICH WALGREENS?? You better be glad I wasn’t there. YOU may not have said anything, but God knows I will.
That bitch would not only have heard me, but seen me come across that counter.
You are hilarious, Mandy! Jared asked me the same thing. Before I even finished telling him he was saying, “okay, now tell me which Walgreen’s this is. What did she look like?”
And, Megan, I am the same way normally. If something sets me off, there is no holding me back. Especially when it comes to my boys. Mama bear comes out in full force!
You know Lyra, I think you should go and speak to her manager. If she thinks it’s ok to talk to you like that, she probably talks to lots of customers that way. If nothing else, she needs a lesson in etiquette!!
Holy crap Lyra! I would have b***slapped that lady clear across the store.
And then I woulda turned into Hulk Mama and gotten all loud and ugly and thrown stuff around. It would not have been a pretty scene if that happened to me. I truly admire your self-control.
Lyra,
That is ridiculous! Way to stick up for sweet Shea! I agree you should talk to her manager. She obviously has no tact or sense of appropriateness. I would be furious. I get mad just when people talk about Logan’s size! People have no right to make judgements about your child even if they know them, much less complete strangers.
Oh my goodness, girl. I dont know HOW you kept it together. Gage does know you all too well and as fiesty as that little booger is, I am surprised he didnt say something to set her in her place. Maybe you, Mandy, Jared and I can pay her a little visit when I come to STL. Is it a 24 hour one? I say we keep the kids up all night, get them super high on sugar, and take them in their on her shift and not even put them in carts. She MUST not have kids if that idiot was stupid enough to say something so do-do brained. Hope you and the boys and your hubbie are having a blast! Love you, miss you
Hey just checking up with you. I have sent you a few emails and still haven’t heard from you…check your inbox..on your yahoo account.
Anyway, all I can say about the above scenario is that you are a better woman than me…cuz instead of showing that cashier my Southern Charm… I would have showed her my Southern Swing…right across the face. I don’t know who she thinks she is …but she needs to get away from the checkout line and into the pharmacy area to pick up her prescription for a big dose of shut ya nappy pie hole.
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