Picture this: You are taking a quick shopping trip to WalMart. You are driving around looking for a parking spot when you spot one. You speed up a little bit in order to reach the parking spot before any other crazed and addicted shopper can. You go to whip your car into the spot when BAM! there's a shopping cart. Enraged, you put your car in park and move the cursed shopping cart from the spot. Muttering profanity under your breath because you cannot believe you have to get out of your car in order to move someone else's shopping cart, you get back into your car to finish pulling in the parking spot. You then get out of your car, slam the door, and take the shopping cart that looks as if it has sat outside during a tornado and has the squeakiest wheel on planet earth, into the store. Yeah, it's happened to all of us. It is the worst way to start out a shopping adventure, and it is also a situation that could be easily avoided. There is an unspoken agreement made when you first place your hands on the rail of a shopping cart to push it around a store. That agreement is that YOU, the shopper/pusher, will take the cart back to its rightful home, which is not the parking spot in case you were wondering. Are you really that lazy and tuckered out from your shopping expedition that you cannot walk twenty feet to the nearest cart holder and put the cart back? Yes, yes you are.
While on the beach this summer, I was observing a two families, who were obviously good friends, bring their two infant children outside. Normally I think nothing of babies at the beach, because personally I believe that should be one of your first trips as a small child. This situation was never remotely close to being normal. The mother of the child, sits down in her beach chair, says something to her husband, whips "it" out, I think we all know what "it" is in this statement, and starts breastfeeding her baby. Alright I get that all modesty when out the window when the entire world got a view of your lady business for hours on end, but can you spare the rest of us? Why, in God's name would you think it is okay to breastfeed your child on a public beach? First off: ew. Second off: ew. Third off: Somethings are only done in private for a reason. Could you not have done this feeding before you came out to the beach? I mean at least cover yourself with a towel or something. I mean really, what are you thinking? Would it be acceptable for me to go running around with a boob hanging out? I think not, so I would prefer if you would abide by the social norms as everyone else has to. I am more grossed out and horrified by this experience than upset. I figured I would allow my readers to share in the shock that this situation caused me.
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