Humbled...
Aug. 23rd, 2006 07:37 amNormally, today would be the day that I get the opportunity to go to the comic book store; today is still that day, but I have to wait around 6 1/2 hours before doing so because I'm looking after a 9 year old who chose not to listen to either myself or my mother yesterday afternoon concerning a pair of shoes that-strangely enough-have wheels on the bottom of them!
I agreed to look after her; I'm not upset by that. I went by said store yesterday afternoon and requested that they hold an issue that's supposed to come in, and they agreed to hold onto one for me. I'm upset by the fact that throughout the course of the afternoon afterward, I told my cousin to be careful regarding those shoes, as did my mother, and she was nonchalant about it...at least until the wheels caused her to slide into the back end of the cart-we'd gone grocery shopping-which did hurt her leg a bit.
I thought she'd learned her lesson, but she didn't-she would still slide on those things, holding onto my mother for balance. That didn't work once our day was over; after we'd gotten dinner and came home, almost immediately after we got out of the car, the wheels come into play again: causing her to slip, which gave her a slight bruise on her leg, which isn't noticeable and caused her to spill her soda. That meant that both my mother and I had to share a bit of our soda with her to make up for it. It didn't take us both long to tell her that she wasn't wearing those shoes again while visiting us-ever.
(sighs) The rest of this week can't zoom by quickly enough for me, especially after what happened yesterday. The morning's quote comes from last week's purchased issue of Robin.
"...It's all about forward progress!" -Robin, Robin #153
I agreed to look after her; I'm not upset by that. I went by said store yesterday afternoon and requested that they hold an issue that's supposed to come in, and they agreed to hold onto one for me. I'm upset by the fact that throughout the course of the afternoon afterward, I told my cousin to be careful regarding those shoes, as did my mother, and she was nonchalant about it...at least until the wheels caused her to slide into the back end of the cart-we'd gone grocery shopping-which did hurt her leg a bit.
I thought she'd learned her lesson, but she didn't-she would still slide on those things, holding onto my mother for balance. That didn't work once our day was over; after we'd gotten dinner and came home, almost immediately after we got out of the car, the wheels come into play again: causing her to slip, which gave her a slight bruise on her leg, which isn't noticeable and caused her to spill her soda. That meant that both my mother and I had to share a bit of our soda with her to make up for it. It didn't take us both long to tell her that she wasn't wearing those shoes again while visiting us-ever.
(sighs) The rest of this week can't zoom by quickly enough for me, especially after what happened yesterday. The morning's quote comes from last week's purchased issue of Robin.
"...It's all about forward progress!" -Robin, Robin #153