The thing is, I can hear you. Yes, I am aware my child is screaming. I am doing the best I can to soothe her. But she’s a baby, and the read out on her forehead of what is currently wrong is broken, so I don’t know. She’s fed, she’s dry, she’s probably just tired but you making snide comments to other customers in line is not helping the matter. If I waited for her to be asleep before going in anywhere, I’d never leave the house. Because she cries, a lot. Because she is a baby, and life is new, and she can’t tell me yet what is wrong, sometimes I don’t think she even knows.
It’s not like we’re at a movie or a fancy restaurant, it’s the freaking post office, so get over it. Yes, she’s crying, yes, I’m trying to keep her happy, but you know what? We have just as much right to be here as you do, and if you are that bothered, leave.
Thus I am again reminded that people suck. This is why I like hanging out with my dogs.
Posted on November 18th, 2008 by michelle
Filed under: Baby stories, Random run ins
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