Sometimes, I judge

The people come and go like the tide and this tide rolled in a grandmother and her toddler granddaughter. The grandmother was feeding her granddaughter, who was seated in a stroller, ice cream.

They sat at the end of a row of tables and the stroller took up more than half of the space left for walking. The maintenance crew often rolls around a trash bin; the trash bin wouldn’t fit by the stroller so the grandmother moved the stroller out of the way and then moved it back. I watched her do this four times and wondered each time why she didn’t just keep the stroller out of the way. There was plenty of room.

I assumed she was just a stupid bitch who shouldn’t be allowed to be alone with impressionable children.

Is it Friday yet?