Spiderbat!
It’s the day after Hallowe’en. I’m pushing my baby in her stroller down the wheelchair ramp to the train station’s entrance when the door opens. Out comes a woman with a two- or three-year-old child in a Spiderman costume.
The woman takes a step to the side, enough to clear the route through, and gets out her phone. Mini-Spiderman looks around, spots the stroller coming down, crams himself tight against the wall, and then starts vigorously waving the woman away.
Mini-Spiderman: “MOM, WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT, MOM! MOM, WATCH OUT!”
The woman looks at him, then up the ramp at the baby and me, and then smiles and steps even farther to the side.
Me: “Thank you, Spiderman!”
Mini-Spiderman: *Cheerfully* “No, actually, I’m Batman.”
I guess even Batman gets to dress up for Hallowe’en!
Question of the Week
Have you ever met a customer who thought the world revolved around them?
