Wee Fringe

Today, upon picking up my child from daycare, I noticed her suddenly standing still, frowning, and suppressing a cry. I turned around to see a woman walking away from my child, lugging an infant in a car carrier. I asked my little girl, “Did that lady hit you with the car seat?” and my daughter nodded and started to cry. The woman heard me asking my girl and stopped, turned and shouted at me from the end of the hall, “I didn’t hit her! She walked into me!” I turned back to my little girl and asked if she was ok and where she was hit. As my daughter showed me her hip, with a slight red mark and a scratch, the woman shouted again, “She walked into me!” to which I replied, “Nice of you to make sure she was ok!” (which she is).

a) I was right beside my child as you passed by us – she did not waver from my side.

b) You clueless spaz, even if my child wasn’t paying attention to where she was going, you should have been doing so with your own baby-mace.

c) How rude and thoughtless of you to not even check to see if my child was ok or to say sorry, and to instead shout and lay blame on my child.

I feel sorry for your children.

Ahh, I feel better having vented.