The Power Of Words

(For the record, I have a bit of a temper and those who know me know to tread carefully. I am at the store chatting with someone on the phone, and something tweaks me, so I drop an “F-bomb” or two. Just after that, I feel a poke on the back of my leg, and I look down to see a kid staring up at me.)

Kid: “Mommy says that’s a bad word.”

Me: *bending down* “Well, go tell your mom…”

(I then let loose a nice long string of profanity. The kid ran off, and I went back to my conversation. Maybe their kid’s new vocabulary will teach their momma to keep them on a shorter leash.)