My local shopping centre: #5 – A Mother’s Day Special

Don't let the maternal, bovine-like gaze fool you...

I committed one of those cardinal shopping sins on the weekend…

I went to a major shopping centre last Saturday afternoon. For those unaware, Saturday was the day prior to Mother’s Day.

Shudder.

It was crowded and noisy and chaotic and shrill and 8 kinds of horrible. Just to exacerbate the horror was one of my real pet peeves: an overwhelming abundance of parents with prams. Now, let’s get one thing straight… THIS:

… is not a portable right-of-way symbol.

It does not give you the right to block whole shopping aisles, park your stroller sideways, or walk three prams abreast with the other members of your dead-eyed Mummy’s Club, like some ghastly western suburbs tribute to ‘Sex & the City’.

It’s not a trolley.

It does not entitle you to priority access to customer service staff.

It does not allow you carte blanche to cripple countless idiots like me by smacking full force into their Achilles tendon’s. Not even the day before Mother’s Day.

Alls it proves is that you are physically capable of breeding, and then subsequently wasting hours of my time by parking your spawn into a stroller the size of a Hummer, DIRECTLY IN MY DESIRED PATH.

Yes, looking after the adorable lil’ cabbages you and hubby thwumped out is a huge responsibility. But it doesn’t absolve you from shit like basic levels of respect and common courtesy for your fellow shoppers.

Even the sad, non-breeders. Like Monkey.

Oh, and Happy Mother’s Day, Ma!

BPM

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2 Responses to “My local shopping centre: #5 – A Mother’s Day Special”

  1. mediamugshot Says:

    YES! Preach it.

  2. v Says:

    That Big W looks awesome. which location is that one from?

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