That man of mine
He decided to pick a fight yesterday evening with a black woman in the parking lot at Albertsons. He was justified to a point, she hit G-man with her car. She had one of those long nosed cars that takes up half the sidewalk when her tires hit the curb. G-man was walking past her spot when she let her car slide all the way into her spot. Her car touched him and it spooked him but he wasn't hurt. He was lucky cause he could have been caught between her car and the shopping carts lining the wall. I was pissed but for the sake of my boys I kept my thoughts to myself. I did tell Eddie she did it on purpose as I checked G-man’s leg for bumps, bruises or scrapes. Once the boys were completely strapped in but Eddie wasn’t completely in the car he called her a very nasty name. I was shocked that he would use that language in front of the boys. Then I told him to just start the truck and pull out. She couldn’t retort to him she had to address her insult at my weight. Okay I didn’t hold my tongue after that but I also kept it clean telling her that there was enough cellulite hanging out of her clothes that she was well on her way to being my size herself. She couldn’t think of anything more than repeating her original phrase. Eddie slowly pulled out of our spot and kept calling her names and telling her she was lucky G-man wasn’t hurt. While I was telling him to drive away and pushing on his shoulder to get him to comply.Once we had finally left the parking lot I told him off. I was upset that she touched G-man with the car but it was Eddie’s fault. That snapped him out of the name calling and cussing streak he was on. So I gave him the rules of engagement as I learned them.
He should have started the truck pulled out then called her a name and pulled away so he wouldn’t have to hear her reply.
He should have done this with speed and agility while avoiding contact with her and her car.
Okay I know he should have never done it and I shouldn’t have corrected him the way I did but G-man should have never been running ahead of us like he was. Eddie’s job is to be the buffer between traffic or harm and the kids. I had the groceries and I was like 5 steps behind Eddie.
The other thing I thought of was that we should have waited to see her leaving the babies she had in her car alone then called the cops. I knew that was what she was doing until Eddie called her a name. When he did that her instinct was to come back to my side of the truck and try to attack me physically. Leaving her vulnerable to being hit by the truck as we backed out. Geesh where were their brains?
I just kept telling Eddie the things he should have done. I’m a pro at those things after having 2 other husbands with the same diarrhea of the mouth that Eddie developed yesterday.
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