SB and I did a little shopping at Michael's yesterday. We bought fingerpaints and some canvases. I will regret this purchase when I'm scrubbing orange paint off of our white dog in a few weeks, I'm sure. But it seemed like a good idea at the time. We also bought a big bucket and shovel so she won't have to steal other kids' toys at the park sandbox. Fun stuff.
Anyway, we stopped at Brueggers for a quick lunch and all was going quite well. SB was munching away on her egg and cheese bagel and I was happily eating my Herby Turkey when it happened. The very large (read: 300+ lb) guy who works at the bagel place comes around the corner VERY LOUDLY saying "HI LITTLE GIRL ARE YOU ENJOYING YOUR LUNCH?" and comes at her like he's going to steal her sandwich. Really, dude? REALLY? Do you think my little girl thinks that's funny? Um, no, as evident by the way she threw the remainder of her lunch on the floor, stuck out her lower lip and proceeded to bawl like she was heading to the pediatrician's office. The guy looked at me sheepishly, said "sorry, ma'am" and scurried away while the other employees ridiculed him for making a little girl cry. I know, I know, the guy meant well, but I am so sick of people doing this to her. She's not a skittish kid, but for the love of God, Bagel dude, you startled me, imagine what a 3 foot tall person would think of you.
Let this be a lesson to all strange men (and some strange women.) That means you, if you do not know the kid you're about to accost. You are a scary stranger. If you must acknowledge the cuteness of my baby girl in some way, a smile or a little wave will do. Speak softly. Please do not scare the bejeezus out of my daughter in an attempt to be funny. Not only did she lose out on half her lunch, but her Mommy had to get on the floor of the icky bagel store and pick up the mess. And it was hard to identify which mess was ours and which belonged to a previous customer. Gross. Perhaps if Mr. Funny Bagel Man did his job more and scared little girls less the floors wouldn't be so dirty?
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