Sunday, November 25, 2007

Pretending You Care

Because I don't feel like actually writing tonight, I give you a transcript of one particularly nice transaction I've had the privilege to be part of recently.

Me: Hi. How are you today?

Mother in Question: Fine.

Little Bastard: *screams*

Mother in Questions: Stop screaming.

Little Bastard: *screams*

Mother in Question: I'll put your Diego book back.

Little Bastard: *scream*

Mother in Question: Okay. I'm putting the Diego book back. You can't have it.

Me (quietly): Do you really want me to take it off the purchase?

Mother in Question: Yeah. I'll pay cash if he starts to behave.

Little Bastard: *screams*

Mother in Question: Okay. I'm putting the Diego book back.

Little Bastard: *screams quiet to a dull roar*

Mother in Question: Will you stop? Because then we can take the Diego book.

Me: Um. I took if off the purchase. You'll have to pay for it on another one.

Mother in Question: *death glare* What? I thought you rang it up. That way I could do my whole little thing with him.

Me: No, you told me to take it off.

Little Bastard: *screams increase*

Mother: *scoffs* Fine. Just ring me up.

Me: *fallopian tubes tie themselves*

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

just toooooooooo funny:):):):)

Anonymous said...

I can't decide which you sound more excited about - your job or the thought of motherhood.....really, it's not that bad, dear~!!!!!:)

CMT said...

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.