Haven't had much time to blog these holidays. Having too much fun with my kiddos... and getting tax stuff done when I'm not. I did just join Curves though. LOVE it. Yep, me, who hates the idea of exercising infront of anyone... loves Curves. And it's so quick. And it's ok for my crappy pelvis :)
Anyway, my boys are having a litte play date with their nanny and pa, and cousins at the play centre. I just dropped them off and went to Curves, home now to finish off my DT layout, and then back to pick them up. But... while dropping them off, I had another crappy thing happen. Maybe it's just me, but geez I'm finding people RUDE lately! A combination of school holidays and sales seems to have turned woman all over Melbourne into crazy people. Well, OK, two people... one in Karingal, the other in Mornington.
First up, last week. Liam had been saving his money, and really wanted some little Cars diecast cars. Aidan was here for a play and we had to take him back to Langwarrin, which is right near Karingal Hub, so I told him we could go to Big W and buy two. So we trott off happily and after roaming around the toy section for 10 minutes we finally find the second Cars section, with the little cars in it. Liam is still in the previous isle, so I call out to him that I've found them, and he runs straight to me. Together we stand right infront of them while he decides which one he wants. The next thing we know this *woman* comes up, and rams her trolly between us and the shelf (we had to step back!) and starts grabbing boxes of them and putting them in her trolly. Box after box she just keeps clearing the shelf. Liam's at my side and says "mummy, why's that lady taking them all?" I'm speachless! It was so obvious that that is what we were looking at. She doesn't bat an eyelid, and just keeps on clearing the shelf. Suddenly I realise I'd better just grab something, so I just put my arm out and grab anything (thankfully it was one of the ones he wanted). Again Liam, almost in tears now says "mummy, why's that lady taking aaaalllllllll of them?". Then it happened. The beast in me rose. How dare someone be so rude, and upset my child! So I mutter (it really was quietly) to Liam, "because she's rude" To which, and also to my absolute horror, she turns to me, (while still grabbing boxes and putting them in her trolly) and says "I'm not rude, I'm just getting what I can". So (again we'll blame it on that inner beast) the beast (me) replies "well that would depend on your definition of rude, wouldn't it". With that she removed THE LAST BOX from the shelf and put it in her trolly and walked away. I kid you not, she had like 15 boxes in her trolly! Some of them were two and three of the same thing! So we decide to cut our losses, get outda here! and we'll go to Target tomorrow. I went and grabbed some washing powder, then realised, that maybe there were more of the cars up on the capping, so we go back to check. There wasn't. As we start to walk out of the isle, the *woman* turns in, and puts 8 boxes back on the shelf! She didn't even want them! She just wanted to get them all to herself so she could check in her own time which ones she really wanted. I tell you what I'd rather pay three times the price, than go to toy sales. I didn't even realise the sale was on when we decided to go. And the cars, yes they were one sale. You could save a hole $1. Yipee. I felt so bad about the confrontation all the way home. Got home and was still stewing about it. But I know 100% if the rolls were reversed I would never have done that. Even if I wanted every one of them, I KNOW that I would have stopped and asked the little boy next to me which one he wanted.
Then, this morning. I'm waiting in line at the play centre. It's packed. Really packed. Now I know why everyone always says don't go during the holidays. There's a girl infront of me, she's waving and chatting with a group of girls on a large table. They've got a seat for her etc... I look around, there is one little table left in the whole place. I think *bonus* we'll be able to get that one. It's not even for me. I'm dropping off. It's for my mum and dad. They are in their 60's. Dad's 70 in a few weeks! (whooo go DAD!) anyway, the next thing I know the woman behind me in the line, tells her child to go in (now) and grab that table, while she waits in line to pay! What the? What is with people!?! That beast inside of me just wants to scream "wait your bloody turn!" But I can't do that. So I come here and whinge instead LOL
OK, off to pick them up. Seems I spent too long complaining, and didn't finish off that layout after all. Will do it this afternoon/tonight :) Promise.