So remember that post I wrote awhile back about grocery store judgment? Well I had one of those days at the store today. Every mom has them, but having a son with SPD, I have more of them than most. My son was pretty out of control and I headed to the checkout line as soon as it was clear that he would not be calmed. There was one item it was vital I purchase otherwise I would have just left all together. Because my son bit my my daughter (which is really my fault- he was really orally fixated all morning and when I am good about giving him a chew toy he does not resort to biting… but that’s besides the point…) He bit my little girl and she was crying, he was screaming, I was desperately trying to get out of there. A kind cashier opened a new lane for me and I handled my purchase all while singing to baby and trying to calm my son. As we finished paying and were turning the cart towards the exit this woman stopped in her tracks, glared at me and shook her head.
I haven’t decided yet if I am proud or ashamed of what happened next.
I looked at her and said “Don’t glare at me, bitch.”
The cashier cracked up. The glaring woman turned around and left. I walked calmly to the exit and continued singing to my baby.
These are the kinds of things my internal filter usually catches. I think my internal filter took the day off.
This was not even by far the worst encounter I’ve had at the store. But it was the straw that broke the camel’s back. People need to get off their freaking high horses and let others live their lives. I was obviously trying to calm the kids. I was obviously heading towards the exit. I was doing everything someone should do in my situation. Why take the time to be rude to me?
The woman probably went on her way thinking my kids are little brats because I am a rude. vulgar woman. She’s probably telling this story to her friends with a very different perspective. My perspective? When you have only seen part of the picture, you don’t know what you’re looking at.
Fierce Paradise 