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I didn't say "Is it ok if she's Mexican and wears a baseball cap?" to the woman who came into the shop today to ask "Isn't there someone here who is closer to my age? I need an opinion." I also did not say "I have many opinions, one being that you are an ass-faced donkey whore," or "She is out on vacation right now, but you are welcome to blow a lobster," or "You look like you're in your late 40s. I'm closer to your age than Blanche buttfucking Devereaux," or "Sure I'll go get her" and duck behind the counter only to hobble back into the shop all haggafied, with a scarf wrapped around my head, dark glasses and a walking cane.
Instead I politely went to get the manager who in her noble aged wisdom happily and proudly gave her godlike opinion on violets for a tea party, as I glowered in the back room. This kill them with kindness biz can suck my velvet balls. D'nay tells me I should've told the lady "I'm a mother!" like what the fuck would that do? People hate kids as much as Nazis nowadays. Everything always goes back to if I were a dolphin I wouldn't have these problems.
Instead I politely went to get the manager who in her noble aged wisdom happily and proudly gave her godlike opinion on violets for a tea party, as I glowered in the back room. This kill them with kindness biz can suck my velvet balls. D'nay tells me I should've told the lady "I'm a mother!" like what the fuck would that do? People hate kids as much as Nazis nowadays. Everything always goes back to if I were a dolphin I wouldn't have these problems.
I got this here spatula and this here nine-iron and I keep bangin em together
Date: 2009-11-13 03:40 am (UTC)I mean, I would, if I could only figure out how.
is that how you sike up for kitchen games?
Date: 2009-11-13 03:53 am (UTC)i can build you a baby for christmas! i'm really good w paper mache. i mean you SAW my log hat.
You are an expert at baby building
Date: 2009-11-13 03:58 am (UTC)popsicle sticks
Date: 2009-11-13 04:20 pm (UTC)It takes a fucking strong human being to raise children, so I can't really knock 'em. And kids are just innocent bystanders, thrown into the world like the rest of us, finding their way. ... Lost where I was going with this! Been looking at the screen for 10 minutes, thinking, writing, erasing, stopping. Anyway.
this one time at band camp!!!
Date: 2009-11-13 04:41 pm (UTC)you know i have friends who are parents who irritate the hell out of me, with how over-enfatuated they are. it can warp a kid into thinking it's the Lord of Everything, only to enter the world to a very rude awakening.
there is a line between cheering your child on, being enthusiastic, protective, loving (as we are in most love relationships) and downright freaking OUT. and people love to obsess. i know a guy who tracks his heartbeat all day, because he wants to win the tour de france or someshit. so his blog is deplorably health obsessed.
i don't think you want to kill off all children, but i do wonder if some of your experiences with parents and offspring relationships are not...shaping yr opinions...in an ideal or...positive way?
but yr alright with me. :))))