I Hate BAKs!

This is a mini-vent about bad assed kids! In my apartment complex, my parking space faces the window of a first floor apartment. Over the years, many people have lived there and I've never really taken note of the residents. A few months ago, a family moved in and, apparently, one of the children occupies the room that faces my car when I pull in. On a regular basis, I see this child (peering through fully drawn blinds) watching me unload groceries, my purse, backpack and whatever else from my car. I almost always have a load. There also appears to be a cat who is there sometimes (and, of course, I say "hi kitty kat" most of the time).

Well, today I return from a grocery store run and this little child is outside on a scooter/skateboard. She says "Excuse me, can you not look in my window?" After digesting what this CHILD said to me, I am appalled and ready to break into full sister mode that she would have the audacity to address an adult that way. So, I reply, "If you are standing in your window STARING AT ME, I am going to look back ... LITTLE GIRL! YOU DO NOT TALK TO ADULTS THAT WAY!!!"

Turning 45 today, I know that because I am petite and have smooth skin, I can still look like a kid - particularly to a kid. But, god dammit, I will not be sassed by some fat little redneck child who feels she can glare at me out of her window (and I even used to smile at the little urchin from time to time) then tell me not to look at her! Who raises these little heathens?

Okay, vent over. Happy Birthday to me!