Re: supermarket horror
i am sure i would have died with embarrasment in all your positions but nothing could top the embarrasment my then 4 year old daughter caused me in my local co-op, standing in the line waiting to pay with about 3 people in front 3 behind and people at the next till the man at the front asked the checkout girl for a pack of plasters that were kept behind the tills and went on to explain that it was for a big cut so he wanted a pack that you cut yourself when my daughter piped up in a confident 4 year old know it all voice that mummy would also need a pack of plasters because her tinckle was bleeding. i am not sure who was the most embarrased and everything went deathly silent, i then had to stand there waiting to be served while nobody said a word except my daughter who chattered on obliviously. Another occasion in asda number 2 daughter had just got to the stage when she realised that boys and girls had different bits when for no reason at all she anounced at the tills that her daddy had a big willy, i was mortified and the cashier made a joke about the things kids say but i am sure i caught my husband grinning proudly like a chesire cat on the way out with his head held high (show off). you have to learn to be less sensitive when you have kids. LOL
Jacq x
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