Mrs. HM does not shy away from calling a rumpushole a rumpushole. While the guy I encountered on Tuesday in 10Box might not be a textbook-variety rumpushole, something about his behavior led me to pointing the rumpushole finger.
I got out of T-Hoe and walked across the front doors of the store, to reach a cart that somebody had left on the sidewalk. It was closer than hiking to the cart corral inside the store. A guy walked down the sidewalk in my direction, carrying a baby in a car seat. I first thought he might be heading for the cart I wanted, but he grabbed another one closer to him, farther down the sidewalk.
As sometimes (annoyingly) happens, I encountered that dude at the end of every aisle. He was mid-20s, in jeans and a plaid flannel shirt. The baby looked around 6 months old. A smiling little thing with a head of dark hair, holding some toy and putting it in his/her mouth. Here's the thing...
That adorable baby was sitting in its car seat in the main section of the cart. Facing the child seat and handle of the cart. But The Dude was pulling the cart from the front! What kind of psycho does THAT? It's awkward as Not-Heaven! Hard to drag that cart around corners. NO INTERACTION AT ALL WITH THE BABY!
What was this guy's problem? Does he think shopping and taking care of a baby is woman's work? I assume it was his baby. Why else would he have one? Especially since it seemed to be an embarrassment to him. How can you ignore a happy little baby? At least let the baby watch your face, and be reassured that you are there. Don't let it glide along in the cart, seeing only ceiling and assorted shelves, wondering where its caretaker is!
I guess we should be glad The Dude didn't leave that baby in his truck.
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