Categories: uncategorized
Date: 13 July 2009 21:49:12
But didn't, because I am either chicken or too polite.
1. On bumping into a friend I hadn't seen for a while, with his two boys, the elder of whom is about Groover's age....
He said: Aren't you finding them [his son & groover] just lovely at the moment? Sam's so sensible now, I can just leave him to get on with things as I know he'll amuse himself, and do as he's told.
I said: No.
I wanted to say: No. That's not normal, your child is a freak.
2. In an appointment with a consultant geneticist. He explained that when a child has a lot of characteristics/problems which might indicate a syndrome, but they're not sure what, they put a list of that child's stuff into a database and see what it comes up with.
I wanted to say: So, to be a consultant geneticist, you basically have to be able to google?
3. (I should note that between incidents 2 and 3, I had a phone conversation which put me in a Very Bad Mood Indeed.) This was to the woman in front of us in a supermarket queue. Luckily for her mr b was with me as a calming influence.
I wanted to say: Excuse me, but in what universe is it acceptable behaviour for you to deposit your boyfriend empty handed in the queue for the till while you go and do your shopping, so you arrive with your basket and give it to him, effectively queue-jumping in front on loads of other people? Also, stop talking in a loud voice about how you're still having an adrenalin rush because you just jumped out of a plane. We don't care. Go back and do it again without the parachute and I might be a little bit impressed.
I told you I was grumpy.