"One of the things Ford Prefect had always found hardest to understand about humans was their habit of continually stating and repeating the very very obvious." — Douglas Adams (The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)
We're shopping somewhere--anywhere, it doesn't really matter--and the shopping experience takes twice as long because people form living breathing talking barriers around us. And then they open their mouths.
"That's a tiny baby!" they exclaim.
"Yes, it is!" We exclaim back, reaching around them for the milk.
"They don't stay that way!" these people always feel the need to inform us, even though our three year old daughter, who is considerably larger than her sister, is right next to us. Presumably, even if we were ignorant of the fact that babies grow larger, we'd know by now.
We bite our tongues so the sarcastic "really!?" does not come tumbling out.
And then they smile at me like I've just created a small galaxy. They ignore my husband, even if he's holding the baby.
This happens at every stop, with every single customer, every single time.
At least they've stopped asking me when my due date is.
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