7.17.08

Category: dribblings

so yesterday at work i had to get on to a little boy. he was banging his hands on our glass display case and then he started pushing on the glass sides. i panicked as i pictured in my mind the glass snap/breaking and his hands pierced and bloody and then the crying that would follow so i yelled at him, “hey kid! …don’t!”

that was it. that’s the best i could do under my precognitive haze of blood and glass.

coworker jan lost it. she’s laughing at me, “hey kid? did you just say “hey kid”?!” guffaw.

so i’m laughing too because, well, yeah, “i panicked!”

“”hey kid. don’t.” that was your disciplining a child?” more laughter.

“i panicked! okay? he was hitting that glass really hard!”

“don’t!… yeah that’s specific.”

“oh, he knew! he knew! he’s not over there wailin’ on the glass anymore.”

“yeah, he’s over there telling his mom how you lambasted him.”

“shit.”

“hey kid! ….don’t!”

much more giggling ensued.

 

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