Miss Gulch nearly took my two and a half year old out at the grocery store. We had gone through the check out and the children were arguing about who could hold on to the cart for a ride to the parking lot. I believe our son was yelling at his sister that she'd have to ride in the cart and some crying ensued. As I defused the situation, a creepy looking septuagenarian grandma type came from behind and announced she wanted to get through. There was no "please" attached to her statement. I moved our cart aside, and she immediately pushed through, ignoring our little girl. I swooped in just in time to prevent scary grandma woman from mowing her over.
I used to be the impatient one in airports and check out lines. I mean, who wants to be stuck behind some parents and their obnoxious kids, right? Now I tune the meltdowns out, try to focus on a solution and screw the people behind me if they can't wait.
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