Twatwaffle Tuesday
Feb 10, 2015 16:44:24 GMT -5
Post by piccyami on Feb 10, 2015 16:44:24 GMT -5
My twatwaffle today was the lady in front of me at Walmart. I had to run in for a few dinner items with my kids. DD (5) asked if we could look at toys, which is normally never an issue, especially since I told them ahead of time they weren't getting anything. DS (almost 3) was still tired so when I told him that the big truck he was trying to sneak into the cart wasn't happening he had a melt down. I calmly informed him that his birthday was next weekend and he would be getting toys then and picked him up and carried him to the front with our cart.
At the checkout line he cried while standing next to me but had stopped the full fit. The lady in front of me smiled and said "oh did he want something?" I smiled back and told her yes but his birthday is next week so we were waiting and it was hard for him, trying to be nice and not tell her to butt out of my parenting. So I guess she took that as an invite to step in. The twat came over and PICKED UP MY SON and carried him to the candy and told him to pick something out. I was in shock! My son immediately freaks and starts crying harder, reaching for me and screaming about the truck again. I grabbed him back and said "Thank you but he doesn't need any candy" and she says "it's ok, I'll buy it". I'm about to loose my shit at this point and tell her no I can buy it and take the candy, trying my best to console my son. She grabs another one to hand to the cashier and pays for it, smiles sweetly at me and tells my son "no more crying ok?" and leaves. I'm left with my DS who is already super shy of strangers crying and not letting me put him down and now once again screaming for the truck and a thing of candy that I don't want to give him as a reward for this kind of behavior. He smells strongly of her perfume and I know it's silly but it's making me ragey too.
TL;DR: stranger at store picks up my crying son and offers to buy him candy.
WTF? You're not being silly at all for that! I don't even have kids, but would have totally panicked if I were in that situation. It sounds like you had the situation under control before she stepped in. That's not being nice, that's being scary.
ETA: You're not being silly about the perfume. Growing up, strong perfume would have put both my sister and me into asthma attacks. I still inform people that their perfume/cologne whatever is too strong and I'm going to stand over there.