- Jan 13, 2006
On Saturday after noon we had my granddaughters sixth birthday at the local Chuck E Cheeses during the party I grabbed my handbag (my Paddington) and popped outside to have a smoke. As I was stand there a group of women were walking across the parking lot towards the mall entrance, I saw them but didnt pay any mind to them, suddenly one of them was right in my face. Her face was red with rage, I really thought she was going to hit me but she looked at my darling Paddington then into my face and started saying to me (this is not verbatim) that its people like you that care more about fashion or looking superior that keeps some people in this country and third world countries down she pointed at my bag and said that hand bag could feed a third world child for several years or dig a well in an African village she went on saying other stuff but I was in complete shock and missed a lot of it. Her cronies had come to stand around us at some point and one of them grabbed the mad womans arm and dragged her away. Well she made me feel like complete poo, shallow and vain, Im also sorry to say she made me cry ( and I do not cry easy) I had to go set in my car until I could pull myself back together and go back to my granddaughters party. I have never had anyone treat me like this before. Its Tuesday and I can still hear her voice in my head. I guess its just with everything else going on this winter she was the last straw for me.