| This reminds me of when I was feeding my two daughter at the Sports Centre cafe once upon a long ago. My wife was at work, and it was just me. My eldest was about five and was eating fine, but my youngest (about 2) was sitting there spooning the food in and slopping it straight back out again.
Eventually, I was getting pissed off with this (no foot = baby waking up later) so I lost my rag a little and held her hand and tapped it. Please don't construe this as done with any force or a smack, it was a light tap to tell her as she wasn't listening to do as she was told, which would usually be followed by her welling up (not actually crying) but then eating her lunch.
Anyhoo.....this happens, just as this woman (about ten years older than I...so about 145) walked past with her three children. She stopped, as her children walked past, and looked down at me shaking her head and tutting. To which I (being a complete noble gentleman) mouthed the words "fuck off" straight back at her. It was a rational solution to an irrational problem. Of course, I didn't do this with any of the children watching.
When I tell my wife stuff like this she also says it surprises her, she says "you're so nice and yet sometimes you do horrible things!!" |