I went out a little while ago for a few groceries, some windshield washer fluid, and some Hoppe’s.

Cruising the produce section, I found the green peppers I needed, just on my right. Convenient! Now where are the red peppers?

As I turned to my left to see if perhaps the red peppers were on the opposite side of the aisle (because they darn sure weren’t beside the green ones) I noticed a cell phone lying on the display to my left. Also to my left was a lady facing the opposite direction, checking off her list. The phone was behind her, essentially. So as I spun a bit further left to ask, “hey, ma’am, is this your phone?” a voice came from behind me: “GIMME DAT PHONE!!”

A quick 180 to my right evidently opened up my jaw, and what came out was “Excuse me?!?!” as I’m looking another lady right in the eye. And her lips were sealed. No sooner did the question leave my lips than did her little daughter blast between me and my cart, jerk that phone up, and blast right back through again. It was the kid who shouted at me. What the heck?!?!

Probably good for all of us, “Mama” wanted no part of any further conversation. (She also evidently wanted no part of correcting Little One’s behavior.)
Also good for all of us, my brain clicked in and I managed to shut the heck up. But that sorry kid gave me the stinkeye for the rest of my time in the produce section.

By the time I reached the washer fluid aisle, I remembered this is Easter weekend and there’s maybe no better time to exercise some grace and forgiveness. Even when it’s tough to do, because you’re getting orders barked at you from a pre-teen.

I remembered very quickly why I don’t like to go to Walmart.

May your weekend be blessed and peaceful, friends and neighbors.

You're a better man than I am.

I'd have suggested a place she could put it.

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Originally posted by PHPaul:
You're a better man than I am.

I'd have suggested a place she could put it.

Yup. With 'sideways' recommended.

From whom did the kid learn her manners?

From no one, apparently.

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Originally posted by PHPaul:
You're a better man than I am.

I'd have suggested a place she could put it.

Same. Kid, adult, makes me no difference. I wouldn’t have cursed the little brat out but I would have said something.

I had to go get my water tested so I pull in the parking lot, and park. No sooner than I get out a younger African American man gets out of the passenger seat of a black BMW, probably 10 years old, but still a BMW. This “kid” is drinking age so 21-22. I’m walking into the store with my water test bottle and I hear “excuse me sir” and as I didn’t flinch the decibels went up, and up. Third time he was near screaming. Kid asks “sir do you have five dollars?” I look at him from across the parking lot and ask “Do I look like a bank?” He nods with his head, yes. I look him right in the eye and say “I just got out of a Nissan. You are in a BMW and you are asking me for money?” I then put my hand on my hip, on the outside of my T-shirt, as under it was a Beretta and say “I don’t carry cash, only lead” and stared his ass down. The driver of said BMW says just loud enough for me to hear it “We should get out of here” then I looked at them both and said “Now you are starting make the right fucking life decisions”.

Any decorum in society is gone. You see it from time to time but most of the time it’s very negative. Their brains are just rotted out from too much time on apps.

About a year ago I stopped into Kroger after my Saturday morning workout. I had just walked in near the bread isle, in this isle there are bins with on sale items in them. I was looking at the bread and a mother with three kids walked by, one of them, about 8 grabbed a bag of chips, chased his mother down to see if he could have them. He was denied, turned around and threw them in the bin closest to him and in front of me, not where he got them. We locked eyes and I glared at him and said " don't be an asshole, put them back" It was said calmly and loudly enough to be heard by all but surprised me that I said anything and I immediately thought to myself, Oh shit, here we go. The little terd put it bak from where he got it. Mom looked at me, smiled and carried on

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