I’m sitting at my son’s baseball game last week. This Mom is sitting next to me with her two kids. These are little kids, maybe 3 & 5. She is on her cell phone non-stop. Not making appointments or catching her husband or whatever. She is gossiping to beat the band. “Yeah, I can’t believe she did that, and I would never act that way, and can you believe he said that to her?” This went on and on and on, and the 3 year old got hurt. He tried to get her attention but she wouldn’t get off the phone. Finally, she looked at him, and with an irritated voice yells, “Dylan, knock it OFF!” I was practicing keeping my mouth shut, and it worked.
Last night at the park, not so much. I let my dogs off the leash to run as I do every night, and this teenager type person yells the F word VERY loud and pulls his skateboard back to (what I thought) hit my dog, except that in retrospect, I think he was just trying to protect himself. I started yelling at him that he shouldn’t talk that way.
Not only did I forget that it was summer, and no, I’m not on duty…but God didn’t put me in charge of shaping up everyone’s language. It’s not my job.
I’m going for a walk tonight to find him and make amends to him. I hear that crow is best when eaten warm.
Man, I need a summer vacation.