Yesterday after work, I made my way to Babies R Us. I wanted to buy some detergent so that I could start washing the clothes that I have gotten for Skylar and the things she has already received from other people. Plus, it was on sale. Can't beat that. There was also Johnson's products on sale and there is one scent that I am in love with that I grabbed.
Anyhow, when I first walked in and was walking back, I passed two older women that were buying stroller and something else (didn't see what it was). The dark haired woman was CHATTY. I don't think that she took a breath when talking to the other woman. It was funny. You could tell they hadn't shopped for baby stuff in a long time. I smiled as I passed and went about my business.
When I went to check out, these two women were ahead of me checking out. The dark haired woman still was talking without taking a breath. You could tell the worker behind the counter wasn't really listening to her and was hurrying to get her rung up so she could move on. No such luck. Even after the sale was complete, dark haired woman was still explaining how the thing she bought (the one I couldn't see) was so hard to find and no one else had it and on and on and on. And then she moved on to the stroller and how she just can't see getting a bigger stroller than what she got and the other ones are too damn heavy. As she is talking, another worker comes over to check me out. Seeing I am holding a basket with a heavy bottle of detergent and bath products, she grabs it from me and puts in on the counter. That is when the other woman mentioned something about me being strong.
And then it happened. Dark haired woman turned to me and wanted to start talking, but realized she wasn't sure if her purchase was done or not. So she asked and you could tell the girl was eager to tell her she was and push her from the counter. Then she started in on the questions with me due to noticing my belly. She was asking when I was due and then started talking about when her grandbaby is due. She was talking so fast that I couldn't keep up. It was cute. Next thing you know she was like, "You know it hurts right???" To which I responded, "Yes." And she continued, "NO, it REALLY hurts, like is the worst pain you will ever feel in your life. And people LIE about it. They don't tell you how it really feels. My friends and family LIED to me. I had no idea what I was getting into. I didn't take ANY drugs. NOTHING. I felt EVERYTHING!!! GET DRUGS! GET AND EPIDURAL!" I was rolling inside. I assured her I would be getting an epidural and then had to finish up my own transaction. While I was doing that she got distracted talking to the other woman and they walked out the door.
I have encountered some random people, but she was one of the top. It wasn't just what she was saying...but her actions and gestures. It was classic and I was sad I was by myself and no one else got to experience it withe me.
I walk out to my car and back out only to almost be hit by some chick going the wrong way. She stopped and was GLARING at me...like I had done something wrong. This wasn't at all the case considering I was the one headed in the right direction, unlike herself. She left me barely any room to pull around her once I was out of my spot. I didn't glare at her or anything, but I did mouth, "are you kidding me?" as she continued to glare at me and get visibly more pissed. Once I got around her without hitting her she looks over at me and starts calling me a f*^king b*tch. And she didn't stop there. This chick was FURIOUS at me. Here she is the one that was going the wrong direction almost hitting me as I pulled out and the car behind me as she sped past and yet she was the one calling me names and yelling. Go figure. Someone must have peed in her cheerios or something that morning!