Shopping madness
Dec. 22nd, 2006 05:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trixtahRoll on Tuesday, when I don't have to listen to yet another bloody badly-rendered Christmas carol broadcast at 500 decibels. If they had nice choral versions of Here We Come A-wassailing and the like, I might be happier. Perhaps.
However, I just wanted to say something to the lovely woman who dressed her 6-year-old girl in a pink satin "princess" dress and then bought an ice cream for the child to eat while walking down the street... Get over yourself, bitch, because it ain't the kid's fault she dripped ice-cream over her dress. And lay off the heavy and martyred disapproval vibes after your injust chastisement of her. I won't blame the kid for resenting you like fuck when she hits her teens, as she undoubtedly will, if that's your usual parenting style.
However, I just wanted to say something to the lovely woman who dressed her 6-year-old girl in a pink satin "princess" dress and then bought an ice cream for the child to eat while walking down the street... Get over yourself, bitch, because it ain't the kid's fault she dripped ice-cream over her dress. And lay off the heavy and martyred disapproval vibes after your injust chastisement of her. I won't blame the kid for resenting you like fuck when she hits her teens, as she undoubtedly will, if that's your usual parenting style.
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Date: 2006-12-22 07:17 am (UTC)I was lacking myself with not possessing a cricket bat. Taking out the abusive parent with a roll of wrapping paper would have lacked a certain impact (although the thought did cross my mind, mea culpa).