DAILY SNACK
On our way out of Loblaws,
Bbq chicken in hand,
I spotted a small Wine Rack outlet.
I slowed down to consider their selection.
The clerk came out from behind his counter,
And walked right past me to hover over Colum.
“Oh, oh, oh,” he said, “Watch out.”
Colum was walking calmly down the centre of the aisle,
Nowhere near the bottles.
The clerk was so out of joint that he started stuttering and gesturing.
“You have to be careful, because … oops!”
And he tipped over a bottle of wine to show us that it could drop.
“It happens quite often.”
Uh-huh.
You know what might be more effective?
How about leaving my child alone?
(And maybe mentioning your concerns to me.)
And if it’s such a major problem,
That children are running into your wine display,
On their way out of the grocery store of all places,
Then maybe you should change your display?
I’m sorry. What’s that?
Oh, no. I won’t be buying anything.
Thanks very much.
4 replies on “Don’t Scold My Kid, Man”
This wine shoppe…is it in the Loblaws by St. James? The guy there is real anal too. Kinda weirds me out and I won’t buy from him I wait until one of the ladies that i know starts working.
That’s exactly the one! Glad to know that I’m not over reacting.
I never realized how pissed off I would get at a random stranger reprimanding my child until it happened. She was even right (yes, you probably should cover your mouth when you sneeze. Although, that’s why all the stuff in Starbucks is encased in glass)but I found myself arguing with the lady and explaining the purpose of sneeze guards…
I’ve had a couple of incidents recently that have gotten under my skin. I mean, when the parent is RIGHT THERE do these people need to start preaching to the child? (And even if they weren’t … let’s save the butting in for real somebody-could-get-hurt type scenarios.)