The Last Archimedean again.
Earlier today I was doing some shopping for a few items I really needed at my local grocery store.
I'm waiting in line behind a frazzled mom and her devil-child.
He's about 11 or 12 and has been fighting his mom the whole time as she's trying to get him to behave.
Earlier as I was browsing the aisles, on 3 separate occasions I saw this child throw a fit when his mom refused to buy an item he wanted. Twice he tried to snatch an item out of her hands as she was putting it back on the shelf and telling him she wasn't going to buy it.
So he reaches over and grabs two candy bars. The mom says firmly, "Only healthy food in the house. And you're way too old to be throwing a fit. You *know* the rules, we don't eat junk" as she wrenches them out of his hands and puts them back.
Then he completely loses it and SLUGS her, hard. She grabs his wrists to restrain him and he starts kicking her and screaming in rage, a full out tantrum like you'd see a 3 year old throw.
"I hate you, Mom! You never let me have anything! Why won't you buy a bag of Oreos? RAWWWRRR RAGE!" [I cleaned up the cursing, but he was throwing in a few expletives I hadn't heard since my time in the Navy.]
Suddenly, a sweet little girl who had to be about 8 or 9, who had been standing in line with HER mom directly behind me, glides over and taps the raging monster on the shoulder.
He stops screaming at his mom long enough to snap, "What the [expletive] do you want, b****?"
She gives him an angelic smile and says in a very sad tone, "You make me ashamed to be a kid. Please don't give us a bad name."
Then she returns to her mom.
The raging demon-child was so stunned, he shut up. He didn't say another word from that point until he and his healthy-living mom walked out the door.
Hooray for that little girl!
She deserves some sort of award.
May all your customers be sweet.
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