Ballard Wildlife.....
Apr. 1st, 2008 10:34 pmSunday Little Bit and I ended our day at the Ballard McDonalds, where a bit can go crazy in the playground for an hour or so.
In time, I hear a phrase common to all parents - "I need to go potty'. So we go to the potty. Little Bit is being independent, so I wait outside the ladies room for her.
A few tables away sits a woman who was busily writing down information in a notebook and noting up a thick hardback. I figure she's doing homework and ignore here until I hear "hey you!".
A minute later, she repeats "hey you!!"
I turn to her and she says "yeah, you, stop it!'
"Stop what?" I say
"What you're doing! You're sucking all the blood from my brain!"
"Excuse me, WHAT??"
She gets up, walks near me "You're sucking all the thoughts from my head! Stop it! I won't let you!"
I say "No, I'm waiting for my daughter to come out of the bathroom".
She screams "She's not your daughter! You bought her from Russia! I know you're type, you just pretend to have children, but you're not human!"
*Blink* *blink* *blink* "HOW DARE YOU!" (Okay, parental safeguards came on line at the thought this nutcase would make such a claim)
(Screaming) "She's not your daughter, you buy them on the internet to use in experiments, like you're stealing my thoughts and my blood!"
"Ma'am, you need help"
At this point, Little Bit comes out of the bathroom, just in time to hear this woman scream again "You're not human! She's not your daughter!! Your kind steals children from real humans!!".
At which point Little Bit yells back "He is TOO my Daddy, and you shouldn't tell fibs!!"
I laugh, hug Little Bit, and we walk away, with me explaining that the woman's head is "bonkabonk" and she needs to see a doctor to fix it.
Thankfully the McDonald's manager knew she was.....not well and apologized to us, making sure she stayed away from the playpark.
Wow. These are the people in that neighborhood........
In time, I hear a phrase common to all parents - "I need to go potty'. So we go to the potty. Little Bit is being independent, so I wait outside the ladies room for her.
A few tables away sits a woman who was busily writing down information in a notebook and noting up a thick hardback. I figure she's doing homework and ignore here until I hear "hey you!".
A minute later, she repeats "hey you!!"
I turn to her and she says "yeah, you, stop it!'
"Stop what?" I say
"What you're doing! You're sucking all the blood from my brain!"
"Excuse me, WHAT??"
She gets up, walks near me "You're sucking all the thoughts from my head! Stop it! I won't let you!"
I say "No, I'm waiting for my daughter to come out of the bathroom".
She screams "She's not your daughter! You bought her from Russia! I know you're type, you just pretend to have children, but you're not human!"
*Blink* *blink* *blink* "HOW DARE YOU!" (Okay, parental safeguards came on line at the thought this nutcase would make such a claim)
(Screaming) "She's not your daughter, you buy them on the internet to use in experiments, like you're stealing my thoughts and my blood!"
"Ma'am, you need help"
At this point, Little Bit comes out of the bathroom, just in time to hear this woman scream again "You're not human! She's not your daughter!! Your kind steals children from real humans!!".
At which point Little Bit yells back "He is TOO my Daddy, and you shouldn't tell fibs!!"
I laugh, hug Little Bit, and we walk away, with me explaining that the woman's head is "bonkabonk" and she needs to see a doctor to fix it.
Thankfully the McDonald's manager knew she was.....not well and apologized to us, making sure she stayed away from the playpark.
Wow. These are the people in that neighborhood........