So Hubby and I were in a department store, minding our own business, looking at pots and pans, when this man walked past carrying what looked like a seven year old kid. The kid was being a bit of a brat and wriggling around and her foot knocked over a mug on display which then fell to the floor.
What really annoyed me was that the mother, who was walking ahead of them, turned around and said to the kid: "Don't worry. That wasn't your fault. It was that man over there" nodding over at my Hubby.
Wtf?!
She didn't even see what happened, and yet she chose to blame someone else!
So I said: "Look, you ugly, old minge-faced mother. Your stupid-looking spoilt, stinking kid knocked over that mug. Teach it some personal responsibility or it's going to turn out to be a disgusting, selfish-centred bitch-of-a-cow like you! And don't you dare blame my husband for something he didn't do or I'll make you pay, you dirty mole!"
Actually, I didn't say that. But, dammit, I thought it! Besides, I gave her back a dirty look.
Stupid woman.
4 comments:
Oh, you should have taken out your i'm-writing-up-a-thesis wrath on her! You do have to wonder sometimes, don't you?!
....if you take me along next time, I'll say it for you :)
I'm sure your dirty look spoke volumes too. =o)
ROFL!
What a shame you didn't say it - what a classic!
I think it's a shame that more people don't say what's really on their mind, especially when they're unlikely to see the person again - t'would make the world a much more interesting place!
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