People Are Classy

After dropping kids at school I ran for yet another supply of cold medications. There is one lady in line ahead of me talking on her phone. She is wearing a short leather bomber jacket &teal colored Abercrombie sweats with boots. She keeps stepping away from the register to peer towards the door. Finally I see the reason. A little boy comes bebopping into view. He was 2- 2.5 at most. Big red, puffy winter coat, baggy jeans purposely falling off to expose the diaper. Gangsta-in-training-baby. Very cute baby. So I'm waiting as she digs thru her wallet looking for the $46 dollars & change she needs. I notice the cashier starting to look irritated. I notice her gray roots are growing in & her mustache needs a bit of attention. Again. I suspect she takes care of both on the same day of each month. Obviously that day wasn't yesterday. I notice the black guy behind me, noticing me. "Nice Uggs baby." (They aren't) "You're slammin in those jeans baby gurl." (My coat hits above my knees.) I'm not getting really irritated with the chick still on her phone. She realizes she is short and says to her son (you know, the TWO YEAR OLD), "Go tell daddy I need $10. Say mommy needs 10 bucks. Mommy needs 10 bucks. Go on!" This BABY runs over to the door of the store, out it & into the parking lot ALONE. (Who pulls in to a parking lot on a sleety/slushy day looking for a TWO year old to be ALONE and maybe in their way??) She sent him alone! Me, mustache lady & dude-I'm-trying-to-ignore all just freeze & look at each other, I think, thinking she was joking. She wasn't. Eventually the two year old struggles to open the door to the store, runs inside & hands her ten bucks! She drops the mommy, bends over to pick it up & simply moons all of us. "Oh man. Holy hell." says the dude behind me. I was like, "You're not kidding."

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Love this song to pieces. Always hear it while out with Emmy & she comments on loving it too.