Awful Things Parents Do To Their Kids
It took me til my pre-teen years to figure out why, in a store (especially a grocery store), you could never walk in front of my Mother (or in front of the cart she was pushing). My Mom was a sneaky woman. Not to gross anyone out here, but my Mom had a secret plan. If she had to, ahem, pass gas, she would first check to see if anyone was near. Then she would do the deed, and quickly walk ahead, leaving you in her wake. If anyone happened by you, they would look at you with a scrunched up nose, as if you were wearing a limburger cheese jacket, then hurry on by. I never understood what was the deal, but I would quickly catch up to my Mom. Soon, as I became more aware of the world around me, I realised that I was my Mom's scapegoat. I remember once being in a bookstore with her, standing in front of the magazine rack. We were talking about the latest issue of some magazine, when suddenly, in the blink of an eye, she disappeared around a shelf of books, just in time for me to get a whiff of something strong in the air. I turn around, and standing next to me was a store clerk, straightening up the rack. There was no way that he could have not smelled what I smelled. With a nervous clearing of my throat, I sidled away to find my Mother, and when I did, she had this smug little grin on her face. There were plenty of things that I would do for my Mother, but being the fall guy for my Mom's flatulation problem wasn't one of them! We came to a semi-agreement, that she wouldn't do that to me anymore, but there were lapses when she still tried! I used to get her back by loudly exclaiming, "MOM!" and walking away, but there were still times when she caught me unaware!