People get selective amnesia when they have kids (or grandkids). Those who know me also know that I loathe children, but apparently also hold the mistaken belief that I can't possibly mean THEIR child, because THEIR child is the best thing since...ever. Well, I'm here to tell you that no, your child is no more appealing than the last snot-nosed, staring little weirdo who passed this way and no, I don't want to say hello (although goodbye appeals). Perhaps it's a result of having seen too many Children of the Corn horror films, combined with the fact that kids never seem to blink. Not when they're staring at me, anyway. AND they even stop crying when I get near them - perhaps I should rent myself out to parents of difficult children.
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Date: 2003-09-11 03:55 am (UTC)And I don't mind kids. As long as they shut the hell up and don't bother me...
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Date: 2003-09-11 04:03 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-09-11 04:09 am (UTC):-)