I hate crowds. I'm my fathers daughter. When I see a group of people gathered in an area I immediately get crotchety. I'm ready to stick up my elbows & fight the crowd. I'm ready to ram a cart or give someone my opinion. I'm also my mothers daughter.
Let me paint the scene.
I take it your probably very familiar with Target just like myself. I walk in the doors & immediately see the crowd of people looking at Father's Day cards. My first reaction is "oh crap is that next weekend?" Then I realize I should probably go ahead & grab a card before the holiday does actually sneak up & surprise me.
I start to approach the area but chicken out because of the crowd. I stay close & wait until it lessens. The crowd dissipates leaving a Grandma & her two grand kids. Perfect time to enter. Wrong.
The boy keeps wanting to look at more cards despite the fact that Grandma continues to tell him "no we have enough." I am at one end of the cards & they at the other. He keeps getting closer. Eventually he moves between me & my cart through the little space there is to get to the other side. I want to say "Really kid? Walk around me!" But I refrain. He was able to squeeze past without touching me since I was far enough out. Grandma doesn't even notice. He does it again. I begin to get more agitated. Grandma still oblivious & still telling him "stop looking." Obviously he's not listening to her. I move to the other side since they are now in the middle & I'm tired of having my space invaded. They are clearly done shopping since Grandma has now mentioned it at least 10 x's. I am closer to the cards this time with literally maybe a few inches between me & the cards. The little girl squeezes through bumping into both me & the cart. No apology. In fact it's as if she didn't even see me or the cart. I've had enough. "Excuse you". Grandma finally realizes what has taken place & as I'm saying "excuse me" tells the little girl to say excuse me which of course she doesn't. I refrain from telling Grandma how I really feel though I tell my mother about the situation loud enough that she can hear.
Seriously? It drives me nuts! By all means ram me with a cart but apologize. Ram me with a cart and don't apologize and I may just ram you back. It drives me bonkers. I swear people just don't have manners like they used to. It is common courtesy to apologize in a situation like this.
When I say I hate crowds it's because of this. I don't hate them when they are polite crowds. I hate them when people don't realize they aren't the only people in existence. I hate when people can't take two seconds to apologize or say excuse me. It's funny how sometimes people even look at you weird if you do apologize yourself.
Most of all? I hate when I'm in a crowd where the kids are out of control & the parents are oblivious. Please watch your children. I have ran over so many kids with my stroller or shopping cart because they aren't watching where they are going. I feel bad but then at the same time maybe just maybe they will learn their lesson.
Oh and if your kid messes with my kid, momma bear is coming out and I will parent your kid and tell them what is appropriate and not appropriate.
A little boy approached my stroller with hands out. I knew he was going to touch her. NOT OKAY. Mom was oblivious of course. So I looked at the boy (at least 8) and said "No sir, it is not okay to touch other peoples babies. Please do not get so close. Okay walk away now." Mom finally realized her son was up in our space and told him to get away. She looked mad at me for telling him to go away, but seriously...if you can't control him I will!
Exiting soap box...