Sep 25, 2007 17:34
I was just down the street, getting some potatoes for dinner.
I walked in to the supermarket and there was this massive shout of rage. There was a lady there, shopping with her two boys. They were little horrors, yelling and screaming.
Initially, I was bloody annoyed, because I am in no mood for putting up with shit. Anyway, I walked up towards the deli to find the elder of the howler monkeys climbing into the cheese case and proceeding to throw cheeses all around the case. He picked up one of the harder cheeses screaming that he was going to bash his mother's head in (mum was oblivious - or pretending to be). He made to hurl the block of cheese (at least 1kg) back into the case, when I gave him a very obvious 'pissed off teacher's look'. He stopped. He considered. He waited to see if I was still looking. (I was). Then he put it back in the case and went back to mum.
I kept an eye on him while I was at the deli and he was watching me very closely.
He was quite rather well behaved after that. Shame about his brother, though.
Made me feel a bit better, especially after that stupid lady at the pharmacy.