today i went shopping, with two of my five. Matilda is happy sit in the trolley or frolley as she calls it but Jemimah is no fan of the baby seats so i usually carry her in a harness, which at the age of nearly 9 months is not much fun for me. So once i have navigated the huge supermarket aisles with a trolley whose wheels are somewhat possessed….im just about ready to fall into a heap.
On the way out of this supermarket was a lady trying to sell a subscription to a magazine. I obviously hit her demographic 'cos she pounced on me like a cat on a mouse…but you know what puzzles me..people who start with the words..
'i can see you have your hands full but…'
Now really ideally you want someone to follow that statement with…
'let me get you a cuppa…'
'let me help you out to your car..'
'allow me to carry some shopping or get you a cupcake….'
but no, instead invariably it is followed with…
'this will just take a minute…'
which, of course, is an out and out lie…either that or 60 seconds is a lot longer than i thought it was…..
and i stood politely while she waved her laminated card of coupon benefits and incentives to get me to sign up. Matilda started whining and Jemimah started wriggling and making noise and she clucked and cooed and said 'ahh..she looks tired'…don't you hate that comment!
'No lady..im the one that has just carried this 8kilo baby round a supermarket while pushing a toddler in a psychopathic trolley…its ME who is tired..'
Next time im hoping that im brave enough to look at my watch when they say 'it will just take a minute' and say 'right you have 60 seconds and then im walking'
I did manage to get away without committing to anything, it might have been because in the end the kids wanted lunch or it might have been that salesperson had the scariest finger nails and lip gloss i think i have ever seen outside of a pantomine dame's dressing room! =)
anyway waddayagonnado..?
Signing off tonight with this..i always have a willing queue of models in my house..sometimes they even fight over it….
teamjames