On Thin Ice…Skates – Haiku
First go ’round on ice.
Slipping. Sliding. Hold my hand.
It’s like learning to walk…
all over again!
Read MoreSchmucks Abound on The Metro
This weekend we ventured out on a very windy day to see the Cherry Blossom Festival.
Jerks are everywhere especially on the D.C. Metro lines.
Picture this:
I’m with my baby asleep in his stroller getting on the train. I was the first one to walk in to this particular car and almost immediately found myself stuck unable to move ahead although the train had plenty of room on it. My goal was to get to an area of the car where I’d be out of the way but my stroller wouldn’t fit through the narrow isle that was already being taken up mostly by another stroller.
The stroller belongs to another baby but it is empty because the baby is happily playing with his mother. The child’s father is sitting, his hand on the open stroller watching me struggle. Apparently his parents never taught him how to be a gentleman or perhaps he was choosing at that particular moment to ignore that lesson but to my utter amazement he continued to sit there with this stupid expression on his face.
Meanwhile people are yelling behind me to move forward. I’m looking at this “asshole” thinking, Dude get the “F” up and move out of my way!
“Chica move up!” My mother calls from somewhere behind me. I turn around clearly annoyed and reply, “I can’t because this man has no clue what it is to be a gentleman.”
Realizing that this man must have cow dung for brains I inquire, “Sir, would you mind moving your stroller, so that I can pass?”
Do you know what he said to me?
Of course you don’t so I’m going to tell you.
“What so that you can take my seat?”
I kid you not.
I reply. “Sir, I assure you I have no desire to sit in a seat that you were occupying. All I wish is to move to that area of the train where I will be out of the way off all our fellow commuters.”
He gets up then I hope feeling like the schmuck he is, and says to me, “If you wanted to get over there why didn’t you enter from that door?” Pointing to the door directly across from the area of the train I was attempting to get to.
I couldn’t resist so I reply. “Sir, I had no idea that you’d be here. I’m not psychic. I wish I were, because then I would have known I’d have something to write about other than Cherry Blossoms later.”
Busy Day we’re going to the White House!
Prince Charming came home this week with invitations (4 one for each of us) from the White House for their Holiday Open house.
Needless to say I’m SUPER excited! So I’ve got to run and go find an outfit as I was unable to do so before hand because of the one car situation (see me frown) anyhoo I’ll post pics and write all about it tomorrow!
Happy Saturday!
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