Friday, March 26, 2010

Parking Lot Showdown

My father got a taste of the preschool mommy wars this week. He personally hates how our school handles the morning drop off, so he makes a point of arriving early any time he has that responsibility. This time around, he arrived early and parked on the side of the parking lot that did not have any cars. He turned off the ignition, got out, started to open the passenger door for my son when a mom in a black van pulled up next to him. Right next to him. On top of him. So close that he couldn't open the door wide enough to unbuckle my son because she'd popped her own door open.

The lady hopped out of her van, walked around and breezily told my dad Just go ahead and let me get my kids out inferring that she'd get out of my dad's way when she was done. She stood there waiting for my dad to move to the side. And here is what I love about my dad. He just stood there. Looked at her. Didn't flinch. Didn't speak. Just stood there and looked at her.

The mom stood there for a good ten seconds. When it was evident that he wasn't going to budge, she capitulated and said I guess I can get my kids out of the other side shut her door and walked around to the other side of her car. That's right! Get the fuck out of my dad's way! I was so proud of my him. I don't know who this chick was, but hopefully in the future she'll stay the hell away from my car.

2 comments:

Joe @ IrrationalDad said...

The sense of entitlement that so many people have really makes me sad. I hope you gave your dad a high-five.

Patois said...

Go Dad!