Why do You?…Posted: September 10, 2012
Thoughts to a Mom Grocery Shopping:
I do not know you very well as a matter of fact, I only know you by the products you buy at the grocery store/commissary. I was the one standing behind you in line waiting for you to finish paying for all the groceries. I loved your new handbag and your well manicured nails that looked like you just had them done. Your kids, well, they were driving me nuts as they ran around screaming while carrying the candy you just bought them. You did not seem to care that they almost ran into a worker trying to move a shopping cart out of their way. Nor did you flinch when one kid started climbing on another cart. You just said, “Let them be.”
I began to wonder what you were feeding them to have them so crazy and that is when my eyes shifted to the food being scanned. I noticed the Chips, then the soda and yes, the candy. I figured, we all need a treats every once in a while. Then it was the sugar cereal and the energy drinks. I started looking to see if there were any fruits and vegetables, maybe something, anything that was not processed or artificial….these products seemed to be missing.
A child’s high pitch scream brought me back to the Mom who seemed to be in another world and I was about to say something to you when I heard you scream, “What do you mean I can not use these, they are for food aren’t they?” You were waving your WIC checks around as if to fan the red-faced cashier. It was your kid crashing to the floor that made us all turn our heads and stare at you.
The cashier quietly tried explaining to you that there were certain products that were WIC approved. Foods that were to help with nutrition and such…you looked surprised, almost embarrassed but pointing…… “I want these foods.” Your voice cracking like a 2-year-old.
It was then that I realized you have no idea how to take care of yourself, let alone the kids that were causing havoc in the store. You continued to argue with the cashier and before long I had to tune you out.
Here’s the Thing….I wanted to help you, bring your kids under control and give you some guidance that you so desperately needed. But, I could not go there. If I had, you would have told me to “Mind my own business.” Better yet, “Who told you I wanted help?” I even began to question if you really needed WIC and questioned if I should help you anyway since you did not seem to understand the purpose of the program.
Your kid screams went ear piercingly higher and were running up and down aisles in the store but under the watchful eye of another person. It was at that point I decided the store has this covered. I saw another cashier wave me over to her register with a bright smile. I walked over to her and cashed out. I was finally on my way.
As I got into my car I began to go over the ordeal that had unfolded in the store.
“What were you thinking?” I started to say out loud.
“That’s right, you weren’t for had you thought about what you were doing you would not have done it.”
“And, nothing I did could have changed your behavior.”
I continued to drive away and turned on the radio.