let me get my box of soap

Dec 06

Posted by: Rachel in: blog, carseats, ramblings, rants

Dear Lady parked next to me at the grocery store last night,

I recognize that I have issues with being a little over obsessive about car safety and children, but hey, when you look at obsessions on a scale, it isn’t really a bad one to have.  I continually research, read up on, and think about how I can keep my child as safe as possible in the car.  I peered in your car when I stepped out of mine.  It’s true.  I’m nosy.  I saw your overhead shield seat and I frowned.  I noted that it didn’t look to be fastened in very well, but at least it was in the center right?  Next to a booster, which didn’t look so outdated, ancient and nasty.  I made my way into the store thinking it shouldn’t be too hard to spot which mother had the look of misery on her face while shopping with two small children.  As I celebrated being able to get one of those new little compact carts for myself, since I didn’t have my toddler with me, I forgot about your lack of proper child restraints and went about my shopping with glee.  I should have noticed you walking 15 feet in front of your 3 and 5 year old girls and put two and two together.  But I was too busy clicking my heels and skipping around the store without have to pick up my grocery list 19 times, and push all the squishable foods to the front of the cart out of reach.  I watched you with dismay as your toddler played with the lottery machine right next to the door and you turned your back and attention to the shopping at hand.  Your older daughter was sitting on the mat at a empty register station a few aisles down.  But it’s okay, I understand.  You’ve got shopping to do.  Luckily you gathered up your offspring and the youngest one had not wandered out the door into traffic.  You were tossing groceries in with your kids running around  in circles behind the car when I arrived at mine.  You opened the door and both of them climbed in.  But wait, your forgot something didn’t you?  You were already backing out.  What about your daughter and her crappy overhead shield?  Oooooo, it is just for looks.  As you drove by, the buckle sparkled over her head.  Didn’t anyone tell you?  It only works if you USE IT!  But on two wheels with the rev of your motor, you were gone before I even knew your car type.  Now all I can do is pray that God will watch over your kids since you won’t.

Respectfully,
Me

Comments

One Response to “let me get my box of soap”

    Nicole Barczak
    December 6th, 2007 7:59 pm

    Ooooh! I’d have been so tempted to follow after her. What an idiot. I swear, some people…..

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