Grandpa
A woman in a supermarket is following a grandfather
and his badly behaved 3 year-old grandson.
It’s obvious to her that he has his hands full with the
child screaming for sweets in the sweet aisle, biscuits
in the biscuit aisle; and for fruit, cereal and pop in the
other aisles.
Meanwhile, Granddad is working his way around,
saying in a controlled voice, “Easy, William, we won’t
be long, easy, boy.”
Another outburst, and she hears the granddad calmly
say, “It’s okay, William, just a couple more minutes and
we’ll be out of here. Hang in there, boy.”
At the checkout, the little terror is throwing items out of
the cart, and Granddad says again in a controlled voice,
“William, William, relax buddy, don’t get upset. We’ll be
home in five minutes; stay cool, William.”
Very impressed, the woman goes outside where the
grandfather is loading his groceries and the boy into
the car. She said to the elderly gentleman, “It’s none of
my business, but you were amazing in there. I don’t know
how you did it. That whole time, you kept your composure,
and no matter how loud and disruptive he got, you just
calmly kept saying things would be okay. William is very
lucky to have you as his grandpa..”
“Thanks,” said the grandfather, “but I’m William …….
the little sh!t’s name is Kevin.”