I hit the asshole drivers who have no idea where they're going as soon as I crossed the border into Howard County. I have been called an asshole driver once or twice before but the difference is that I know where I'm going and if I don't know, I don't make the rest of the world suffer through my learning curve. So by the time we even pulled into the park I'd had more lane changes without warning and signal usage with no intent on turning than I could stomach. My mood was fowl.
I'll be honest, as a loving mother I wanted to pull a Hand That Rocks the Cradle on his ass! My little angel stopped what he was doing, as the little snot rocket asked and lucky for that fucker he moved before I dropped my camera and got over there or I would have told him to fuck off!
Here's a photo of my daughter as she prepares to go down a slide that is pretty steep. She's ambivalent because she has that right and perhaps holds up the line for a bit and when I say "a bit" I mean 10 seconds. So instead of waiting the little booger picker behind her decides to give her a little shove. Nothing too severe thankfully, for him because had he actually pushed her down that slide I would have climbed that steep ass incline like Godzilla and eaten his ass for lunch.
Here's the problem. I've seen both my children dish out a healthy dose of ass. All kids can be assholes. I guess I'm just the only one that is willing to admit that. Guess what? So can yours! The problem comes in when parents can't admit that and think their kid would never do something bad or even mean. Assholes aren't born, they are breed. If you raise a kid to think they do no wrong and that the sun rises and sets in their asshole, then guess what you're gonna get? Yep, AN ASSHOLE! Your fault, but the rest of us are the ones who suffer. Well you'll suffer too when they start stealing your smokes and "borrowing" your car at 3 AM. No worries. I'm sure they'll return the keys as they're crawling back into bed with you cause you know you're a co-sleeper.
The only time it will really be a problem for you is when you run into people like me. Your kid is an asshole? Well I trump you in asshole and raise you one total bitch. I don't know what it means to suffer in silence and God willing, neither will my children and until I know they can do it on their own I am their voice and if your little fuckers ever put their hands on my kids again I will show them and you what an asshole really is.
I don't know what's happened to Columbia but it has gotten worse since I moved. I was practically begging my husband to leave. I was hungry and I didn't feel like spending the night in jail for punching a bitch in the mouth. I mean where are the parents when they're kids are acting like this? If either of my children pulled any of that shit I would jack them up. I don't spank my kids and I don't think you need to to teach them that acting like that is not acceptable behavior. But then I guess that's why they don't do this kind of crap. Also, as a piece of advice to lazy parents, if you're going to take your spawn to the park and sit on your ass and talk to yourself while wishing you didn't hate yourself and your kids, just stay at home. It's safer for everyone.The sun was out today but it came home with me.