I pull the trolley back and take a left to her direction. She looks at me with those what-exactly-do-you-think-you-are-doing-eyes and exclaimes a "tsk" sound in disapproval. "Stay …show more content…
Who doesn't look impressed, noticing my lack of the presence of any sort of money. I smile half-heartedly, trying not to scream out of frustration.
Honestly how long does it take to get milk? "Um, hello...? Miss?" The girl looks at me with mild impatience and a tinge of contempt.
I bite my lip to contemplate the sitatuation. Ok first off, my mother seems to have fell into some sort of black hole on her way to find the milk, like always. Why do I always forget to ask for her purse?
To make the whole problem even better, the screams of a baby interrupts my thoughts. Great. I bet a mother who really wants to leave asap is behind me. As I peak over my shoulder I couldn't be more right - except for the fact there was two.
Really, two? How do you even get to go outside?
I hear the mother let out a judgemental sigh and scorn her face in displeasure. She looks as if she's trying really hard not to say something probably not acceptable in the public, nevermind to her two toddlers grabbing and throwing everything they can reach at. I smile at her apologingizly before putting everything on the conveyor