Best Story of the Week…August 13th

I’m in front of my building, waiting for a food delivery.

I get anxious and walk to the corner, looking for the regular delivery kid to come peddling down the street.

There’s a nicely dressed young mom a few feet away…white capris, a short-sleeved navy striped sailor shirt…strappy sandals, a purse the size of Utah, on her phone, yakking away.

Her son, no more than 4, is pulling on her pant leg to get her attention.

“Just a minute Ben,” she says in a sweet, but firm voice.

Ben says, “But mom I gotta go?”

Took me a second to see, though he looked like a little lawyer late for a meeting in his khakis and white button-down with the sleeves rolled up, nature was calling.

Again, he tells her.

Again, she tells him to wait.

He then, marches to the corner not far from where I’m standing, unzips, casually streaming his needs across Park Avenue.

What I especially found fascinating, was the casual way he did it as though he’d been to the, I’ll just whiz outside, rodeo before, and how those going by, didn’t bat an eye.

After rezipping, he goes back to his mother who now gets off the phone.

“Okay Ben,” she says, “let’s go use the bathroom at Starbucks.

Ben says, “I’m okay mom, I don’t have to go anymore.”

Mom says, “But you’ve been pestering me all this time.”

Ben shrugs and says, “I don’t have to go, so can we just go home?”

“Okay,” Mom says, “but how bout some ice cream first, for being such a good boy.”

Just then, the guy with my sushi comes whirlin around the corner.

Last I saw of mom and son, they were heading towards the Mr. Softee truck parked across from Starbucks.

Ya gotta love kids, and yourself, just a little, for being that fly on the street corner. šŸ™‚


About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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35 Responses to Best Story of the Week…August 13th

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    When little kids say they have to go it means they had to go a while ago and now it’s urgent. I know from experience. The fact that the mom had no clue her son had just whizzed on the street is priceless.

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  2. Marvelous! What a story! Read the ending again — the FLY on the street corner!! Sorry, I had to unzip my lips for that super pun!

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  3. Dale says:

    I wonder if mom would have been mortified to see her son take care of his business there and then? That is priceless. Might be a sign of a kid who’s gonna go far…

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  4. aFrankAngle says:

    Now that’s funny. Cheers to the kid!

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  5. kingmidget says:

    A purse the size of Utah … loved that.

    As for the story behind the purse … seeing parents on their phones and not paying attention to their kids just absolutely drives me crazy. I always enjoyed the times when it was just me and one or both of my kids out in the world — talking about what we saw, what was going on in the world. When we were alone in the car, when they were captive audiences. Those were the opportunities to talk and see what they were thinking, how they viewed the world around them. I feel sorry for parents who care more about what is on their phone.

    And good for that little boy for taking matters into his own hands.

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  6. I think the kid is going to gain further experience in doing things himself. This mother sounds like the “Go ask your father for help with that homework,” type. Of course, dad has other things to do. Good story, Susannah.

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  7. robprice59 says:

    I’m pretty sure I didn’t have that much self-confidence at the age of four; probably because I don’t have the self-confidence to piss in the street at the age of sixty-one.

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  8. The world needs more of this self-starters. You have a problem, and you fix it. Bam!

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  9. Now there’s a kid who takes the bull by the horns, as it were. šŸ™‚

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