28 October 2002 - 9:29 pm
I was going to one of those Halloween Party Stores tonight , you know ... the one with a million guardianless children running around screaming, laughing, squealing, playing, throwing things, and generally just being a child. Anyway, a woman was walking out with a boy around 7 or 8 and he was yelling, "You know what I want Mom? You know what I want?!" And she looked at him and spouted a stream of what I can only assume to be Russian and the kid looked up at her and said, "Huh?" What I heard (because I speak fluent Mom) was: "I don't care what you want. I've been here too long, my feet hurt, I'm hungry, and I'm pissed because your asshole father couldn't bring you here and give me just one tiny, precious hour to myself, the selfish bastard."
Gods, I love Halloween.