If I ever have kids, I hope no one overhears me in a TJ Maxx dressing room and thinks, “Holy crap, WHAT A BITCH!”
A mother entered the dressing room and bombarded her daughter with the following. This was all said within five minutes, the mother barely had time to breath with all the nagging and didn’t allow her daughter to get in more than a mumble.
Hurry up!
Put this on. Take that off.
Ew. That makes you look big.
Have I told you you are huge?
Open for me!
HURRY UP.
Come here.
Come out this way.
You better get that on.
I SWEAR.
Pull down your shirt.
Do this!
OK. Lemee see.
You are doing it wrong!
Unbutton that.
COME OUT!
Are you done?
What?! You just BARELY took that off?
HURRY UP
I’m so very observant I didn’t realize I was making an entirely green purchase until I was at the cash register. Maybe I should pay more attention to what I’m buying and less to mothers keeping future therapists in business? Naw.
Sometimes I like to make a meal out of foods that are all orange. This is the only color I ever do this with.
What a ho bitch of a mother! Ugh!
When I overhear moms talking to their kids like that it breaks my heart a little. I know that every parent has those moments now and then, but geez.
Can we say Momma Rose? She sounds horrifically like every stage mother I’ve ever encountered.
Love your purchases though!
You should have acted like you were on a cell phone call and been like “Oh not much, just trying on a shirt and listening to, like, the worst mother ever directing her daughter’s try-on session. What are you up to?”
Woah. Mother of the year right there.
I’m sure that little sundress with the matching shorts will look adorable on you.
While I will say, as a parent, that you sometimes hear things fly out of your mouth that you wish you could immediately take back, I can’t say the reported conversation is something I can ever see myself doing. Thankfully.
I think rockandcoookies has the proper and inspired idea on how to respond.
Isn’t it interesting how you have to have a license to drive, but not to reproduce? (although I look askance at the license to drive thing here in Utah given how people seem to drive.)
And here I thought Joan Crawford was dead and buried for over thirty years now. I mean, I was just waiting for the phrase “No more wire hangers!!!”, and the subsequent beating with said wire hanger, to happen.
As for the green purchases, girl leprechauns are dead sexy!
The kid probably deserved it.
What?
She’s supposed to be a star!