Kang Colby (19 posts) Click to send private message to this author Click to view this author's profile Click to add this author to your buddy list Click to add this author to your Ignore list Sun Oct-31-10 03:56 PM
My first verbal altercation with a Freeper....
Edited on Sun Oct-31-10 03:58 PM by Kang Colby
So….the other day (Saturday morning) I was out running errands. I stopped by the bank and then I realized that I was all out of OJ. This was something that needed to be remedied ASAP, as I was preparing a brunch for some friends and family later that day. My plan was to prepare some cantaloupe slices, eggs, bacon, toast, English muffin pizzas, and a small pot of oyster stew. No problem there, all of the essentials were waiting to be prepared @ home. I was just slam out of OJ.
So off to the grocery store I went. I swear, my plan was only to grab OJ. Well, I hadn’t yet eaten breakfast…so you can only imagine how that went, lol. Before long my cart was full of multi grain Fig Newtons, whole grain chips, almond milk, habaneras, and a ton of organic frozen stuff from Amy’s (my all time fav.) While I was in the cereal aisle there were two parents (presumably mom and dad) and their 2 kids…probably about 4 or 5 years of age. The kid’s were clearly getting on their parent’s last nerve. Screaming, throwing stuff from the cart, etc.,etc. You could tell mom and dad were at their wit’s end. I felt bad for the couple, obviously young and in-experienced. The mom had an Obama ’08 hoodie on as well – so I gave them the benefit of the doubt.
While the parent’s were busy attending to their youngsters; they were too busy to notice that their two grocery carts were blocking my access (and several others) to the stuff on the shelves. “No biggie”, I thought to myself. I just decided to patiently wait. Well, along comes this blue haired old freeper and she jerks the parents cart away from the shelf and grabs some oatmeal. The mother of the children, apologized to the old bagger repeatedly once she noticed she was obstructing access to the shelves. The old freeper looked at her with a grimace, let out a groan and was on her way down the aisle. Clearly, she wanted to make a mountain out of a mole hill.
As she gets to the end of the cereal aisle, she begins to tell other customers, “don’t bother trying to shop, two kids are throwing a fit up that aisle! Those kids need some stern discipline! I’m sure their mother would rather have the State take care of rearing her children.” Then I heard her mutter the usual about food stamps, socialism, and Obama.
While reading some of the posts on DU, you’d think that this sort of thing was more common – but I can count on one hand how often I’ve seen freeperisms in public. To say I was shocked would be the least. The customers she was yelling towards were mostly silent, a few let out some uneasy chuckles.
A few minutes later as I was headed towards the cashier, who did I see picking up her prescriptions at the pharmacy? None other than the blue haired limbo-ette. Before paying for her medicine, I noticed she pulled a card from her wallet – clearly labeled “Part D”. As I walked past her, she noticed me and said, “ I feel sorry for their children, there is clearly no-parenting in that household”. Deciding to be witty, I pointed to her medicine and said, “ I feel sorry for you, forced to enjoy the fruits of socialism and all. The hypocrisy must be difficult to deal with.”…..She didn’t say a word as I headed towards the check-out.
Thanks to DU! I’m proud to report that I am 1-0 against the Freepers.
on edit: Has anyone else been emboldened by DU to speak truth to power when faced with a Freeper?