Redemption

Memba the daycare provider who still needs to suck a bag of Dick's Sporting Goods? Yeah.

I try to forget about her. Although from time to time I actually get people messaging me on facebook asking what happened or I find someone else with a terrible experience and we bond over the matter. Turns out, she's a bullet that I'm glad I dodged, but that doesn't mean that I can be happy about the situation, right?

Here's what happened in case you forgot: Annoying Adventures in Babysitting

After having a fantastic weekend with Nolan, getting out without any fussing, tons of fun, etc. I went to the grocery store with my little man and tried to help keep the kitchen stocked. Nolan got compliment after compliment, "oh he's SOO cute!" and when he'd be friendly with other babies, the other parents and I would grin just knowing our babies are just pretty darn cute. It honestly filled my heart to overflow capacity.

Love.

Anyways, so I'm going through the grocery store like a normal human. I start in the produce and do the thing where you go up and down all the aisles not missing anything just in case you needed whatever random thing is in the aisle and didn't have it on your list. I don't think I'm a unique shopper in this sense, pretty much everyone does this, right?

Well I actually got my frozen stuff and had to go back to the chip aisle - the one aisle I choose to avoid because holy Doritos, I'll eat them all - to pick up some goldfish. So basically I go to the middle of the grocery store and coming my way is someone looking in Nolan's direction.

You know when you can feel like someone is looking at you, you can sense they're happy and you return a friendly smile because they're looking at your cute baby? Well, she was locked eyes on him, my eyes found hers, and my friendly smile turned into the best "I hate you and everything you represent" scowl.

We walked down the aisle like a couple of gunslingers without saying a word. I didn't cower, I didn't back down. I don't have a reason to be ashamed about how I acted. This woman does. Of course she recognized me at this point and she and her husband just kept walking.

I had that fire inside me build up, gah, I have so much anger still because of this woman. But I instead directed my energy to talking to my little punkin' and as he makes the slightest fuss I tell him we're leaving after I pick up popsicles - because holy humidity.

I walked the rest of the grocery store with my head held high. Nothing to be ashamed of, like I said. I have no reason to be afraid to see that witch again should she turn down my aisle.

Of course, I can't be certain of this, but I can only assume that she was in the middle of her grocery shopping since I met her in the chip aisle. Unless she was bouncing around like I was towards the end of her trip (which I doubt because if she's with her husband and she forgot to pick up doritos before checking out, she could just send him to get them while she waited in the checkout line) she still had the dairy and frozen section to hit up.

I took no more than 2 minutes to get my popsicles before I hit the checkout counter. I had one person ahead of me with just a basket. Surely, TERRI BOGENRIEF had more shopping to do and would be joining the check out lines after me.

Nope.

After I paid she was already loaded up in her van and driving away as I left the grocery store. I know it was her van because she has these ridiculous decals on the back of it saying Bogie's Little Rascal Learning Center on it.

Vindication.

Did my mere presence in the grocery store send her packing? I mean, she had to have went straight to the checkout counter after seeing me. Did my being there scare her in some way? Make her realize once again that she's a coward who can't be in the same building as me knowing that she was wrong?

I like to think so.