Saturday, October 3, 2009

Babies and no babies

No wonder I say I hate grocery shopping. Now I am hating it even more. I think once I'm in such a store I become invisible. Really. And I think the reason, or one of the reasons, must be that I do not carry a diaper bag, stroller, pushchair, screaming baby. Why does one woman who buys a total of 2Euro get a carrier bag to go with it? While me and a grander total of 45.66 Euro gets nothing? What am I supposed to carry them in? My latest Versace bag? It's too small for that. And I'd never risk all that weight in it either. So what is wrong with me? The fact that I don't say, 2 kilos apples, shut the fuck up Shania I'm gonna kill you when we get home? The fact that I say 2 kilos of this, 3 of this, 1 of this please full stop? The fact that my only visible and audible interruption would be my mobile phone? I'm still a paying customer, just without the physical baggage. And please all you women who have tiny tots, would you do everybody a favour and leave them at home, dump them somewhere? What's the baby's daddy for? Just to ejaculate during the ovulation season or what? Worse still, maybe there is no 'official' baby's daddy and this one is in the store buying stuff off my taxes. How not nice. And she still lives with the baby's daddy of course, and everybody knows that, but on paper, it's father unknown, that way she can get away with murder. Or at least with the Euro taken from my earnings. No I don't hate kids. They are not to blame. I don't hate mummies and daddies either, but hey, they lay down together so now they might as well do what is needed. I am childless not because, ' il-Bambin ma hasibx fija'. I don't know where the Bambin is during sexual intercourse. I don't even know where the bambin is once two people of the opposite sex have had the sex according to the law of the Church. And my guess is that sometimes it wasn't even that, but an accident in the heat of the moment. Well I've controlled my heat of the moment. That doesn't mean I shouldn't get a carrier bag. And please would all mummies and daddies stop giving these innocent kids horrible names which they have to bear till they are 80. One year old Shania is not the same as Nanna Shania.