I’m standing in line at Panera, a father and one whiny kid in front of me, screaming because she can’t have a lollipop the size of Montana at 7 in the morning.
My ears in peril, I decide to intervene. I say to little Damea, “you know what…I think I have something for you,” reaching into my trusty, old Kate Spade, producing a more modest lolli from the bottom of its depths, lolling like a sugary lifeboat.
I look at the dad for approval. He nods.
“You can save this for later,”I say, like Nana in Peter Pan, 
if she could talk that is…and dad says,
“You’re so nice…are you on medication?”
Now there’s a thought.
SB
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LOL !!!
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If this was Oregon he never would have asked that.
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Very funny.
Hal
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Glad you’re amused there pal…:)
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Do you suppose only those who were medicated were ever nice to his whiny hiny daughter? I’m impressed that, once again, you intervened to help someone. Wonder what other magic you carry in your pocketbook???
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I was really helping me. I loathe the misbehaved. Upper Eastside kids are the worst. And I’m always packin lollipops. I get them from my bank. And I would have given her a kidney to get her to shut-up. See, I’m not so nice. 🙂
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The suburbs have their fair share of unrulies. I think you are quite daring. Itwould have been my luck to have the dad explode, spewing venom about the evils of excess sugar. You were definitely very brave.
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He was in a parental coma trying to stand by his no. Some kids are so cute you just want to hug them, and then there are others. Sigh
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You do have some strange experiences 😉 One of these days when I get to visit New York again, I’ll ask for a list of places I should not stop at 🙂
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That made me laugh.
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Yeah, Moet Chandon and if you can refrain at 7am so can the kid.
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In a perfect world perhaps.
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I think the perfect world they’ve created down here those kids are the real adults of the household. You can hear their ambient screeching when I have my coffee in the familiar company of my ptsd each morning
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I can’t handle ambient noise you see with my hearing issues. It all sounds like cars screeching.
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Understand.
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Susannah, I know my patience level is at a low point early in the morning. Bratty children shouldn’t be allowed out in public until mid-day, if then. Maybe Trump could introduce a bill to that effect. I’m sure it would cause his ratings to go up.
I’m not a lollypop fan, but I admit to eating jelly candies first thing in the morning. A better jolt than any coffee.
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Trump is on the front of all three newspapers today. It amazes me. As far as bratty kids kid, it’s an ad not to have any. You could just what she’ll be like when she grows up.
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Hahahahahaha! Oh, this gem is one for the books … lol!
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I’m going to look for little Damea and send her your way. 🙂
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The statistician in me wants to find the correlation between niceness and medication. And I’m wrangling with an experiment to determine which is cause and which is effect.
Wonderful Susannah: I’m still laughing. 🙂
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The funny part is, when you’re on meds, you’re in such a walking coma, niceness eludes you.
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I would have easily looked him in the eye and said, “Of course, and I taught Special Ed.”
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Seriously? Did he really say that? Only in New York!
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Only in New York…:)
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