Wow...today I broke down (in tears)

thing#2 · 09-13-2009, 06:13 AM

I did not smoke though. I've read that by now (day 10) all the nicotine is gone...now I'm fighting with the psychological aspect of quitting.

Today, it was just a horrid morning. Not only did I not sleep well, so I am pretty well zonked now, but my daughter is being 4 years old really really REALLY good.

I've been looking for a cheap laptop for school. I have a Macbook, but my school is all Windows based. It has been a major pain with the Mac, so I am looking for a laptop to get me through the last year without the whole export this, convert that, pray it works, cry cause it doesn't.

So, we went to Best Buy. I hate that store. How they hound onto you...I don't need 16 people asking me if they can help me 30 feet into the store. First one asked, I told her I am just looking at what I found online, putting into reality and touching and playing. I am NOT buying, so please, just let me browse. Alright! 1 down, 15 more to go in the next 15 minutes we are in there.

I ended up telling #14 I will leave if I get asked again...we left when #15 interupted me. I loose my thoughts when they come "can I help you...can I help you..." NO....go AWAY!!! I will come get YOU when I need help.

So. Best Buy, done and over...I was on the mission to look at 3 laptops...I only got to read the specs and compare 2 of them cause Blueshirt #15 was going to get a smack upside the head if I didn't leave.

Sweet daughter was complaining she was "starving" as we were leaving. Alrighty...Arby's is in the same little strip mall as Best Buy. Rock on, I wasn't hungry and I'll take any opportunity to get her to eat something other than peanut butter and jelly.

Ordered some lunch, was getting our drinks when some 4, maybe 5 year old boy was hanging on the soda area. I said excuse me and he told both me and my daughter to "get lost". Shocked, I asked "what did you just say"? "I said get LOST" Daughter looked up at me like WTF is this kids issue and he put his fists up and said to my daughter, "I'm gonna hit you". Daughter just started LAUGHING and told him YOUR SILLY KID and walked away.

I found mom...OMG....told her what happened and she told ME to butt out. Now, as a future early childhood educator, I know a wee bit about child development and such. I kinda shrugged it off but told her that I did not appreciate being threatened by her child, and if he was in MY classroom, he would not make it through the hour. I walked away and *DINGDINGDING* went the bell that her kid just did that to a teacher. (well....almost....)

Yah, HI!!! You don't know who I am or what I do...don't tell ME to butt out cause you never know if the school I will be starting at will be MY classroom.

So, we get our food. She's just eatting away...yum yum yum. 3/4 done with her lil roast beef sandwich when the dreaded "I gotta pee" happened. Cool, off to the potty. We were gone just a couple minutes. Come back and our table has been cleared and cleaned. Sweet daughter stands there and says "Where is my lunch!!!" very loudly.

I found the manager and told we had gone to the restroom and someone had cleared our table throwing out our food that we were not finished with. He pointed out the host who was about 16 years old and mumbling quadratic equations to himself. The manager replaced our drinks. Daughter said she didn't want anymore food.

On the way out, the host just happened to walk infront of us and I asked if he had cleared our table. He just mumbled yah. I said "what, can't hear you..." I pointed towards the restrooms...said..."know what those are...they are restrooms...sometimes people need to go use them...you cleared our table while my daughter were using it and you threw out her lunch..." And then I stated sternly (yet politely) pay attention kid.

I've always wanted to tell a teenager off. YaY! And poor daughter is whiney that that guy threw out my lunch...I wasn't done yet!!!

So, that was it. I just broke down into tears. I called my boyfriend and told him I want one, I need one. I want just one....just to have it. He talked me out of it.

I cried so hard about the horrible morning I was having. It felt good in the end to just cry and vent and scream and do it without resorting to smoking.

After everything was done and I was calm again, my sweet angel said "Mommy, I'm happy you don't smoke anymore".

Me too sweetie pie!!!

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09-13-2009, 06:13 AM	#1
thing#2 Junior Member Join Date: Sep 2009 Posts: 12	Wow...today I broke down (in tears) I did not smoke though. I've read that by now (day 10) all the nicotine is gone...now I'm fighting with the psychological aspect of quitting. Today, it was just a horrid morning. Not only did I not sleep well, so I am pretty well zonked now, but my daughter is being 4 years old really really REALLY good. I've been looking for a cheap laptop for school. I have a Macbook, but my school is all Windows based. It has been a major pain with the Mac, so I am looking for a laptop to get me through the last year without the whole export this, convert that, pray it works, cry cause it doesn't. So, we went to Best Buy. I hate that store. How they hound onto you...I don't need 16 people asking me if they can help me 30 feet into the store. First one asked, I told her I am just looking at what I found online, putting into reality and touching and playing. I am NOT buying, so please, just let me browse. Alright! 1 down, 15 more to go in the next 15 minutes we are in there. I ended up telling #14 I will leave if I get asked again...we left when #15 interupted me. I loose my thoughts when they come "can I help you...can I help you..." NO....go AWAY!!! I will come get YOU when I need help. So. Best Buy, done and over...I was on the mission to look at 3 laptops...I only got to read the specs and compare 2 of them cause Blueshirt #15 was going to get a smack upside the head if I didn't leave. Sweet daughter was complaining she was "starving" as we were leaving. Alrighty...Arby's is in the same little strip mall as Best Buy. Rock on, I wasn't hungry and I'll take any opportunity to get her to eat something other than peanut butter and jelly. Ordered some lunch, was getting our drinks when some 4, maybe 5 year old boy was hanging on the soda area. I said excuse me and he told both me and my daughter to "get lost". Shocked, I asked "what did you just say"? "I said get LOST" Daughter looked up at me like WTF is this kids issue and he put his fists up and said to my daughter, "I'm gonna hit you". Daughter just started LAUGHING and told him YOUR SILLY KID and walked away. I found mom...OMG....told her what happened and she told ME to butt out. Now, as a future early childhood educator, I know a wee bit about child development and such. I kinda shrugged it off but told her that I did not appreciate being threatened by her child, and if he was in MY classroom, he would not make it through the hour. I walked away and DINGDINGDING went the bell that her kid just did that to a teacher. (well....almost....) Yah, HI!!! You don't know who I am or what I do...don't tell ME to butt out cause you never know if the school I will be starting at will be MY classroom. So, we get our food. She's just eatting away...yum yum yum. 3/4 done with her lil roast beef sandwich when the dreaded "I gotta pee" happened. Cool, off to the potty. We were gone just a couple minutes. Come back and our table has been cleared and cleaned. Sweet daughter stands there and says "Where is my lunch!!!" very loudly. I found the manager and told we had gone to the restroom and someone had cleared our table throwing out our food that we were not finished with. He pointed out the host who was about 16 years old and mumbling quadratic equations to himself. The manager replaced our drinks. Daughter said she didn't want anymore food. On the way out, the host just happened to walk infront of us and I asked if he had cleared our table. He just mumbled yah. I said "what, can't hear you..." I pointed towards the restrooms...said..."know what those are...they are restrooms...sometimes people need to go use them...you cleared our table while my daughter were using it and you threw out her lunch..." And then I stated sternly (yet politely) pay attention kid. I've always wanted to tell a teenager off. YaY! And poor daughter is whiney that that guy threw out my lunch...I wasn't done yet!!! So, that was it. I just broke down into tears. I called my boyfriend and told him I want one, I need one. I want just one....just to have it. He talked me out of it. I cried so hard about the horrible morning I was having. It felt good in the end to just cry and vent and scream and do it without resorting to smoking. After everything was done and I was calm again, my sweet angel said "Mommy, I'm happy you don't smoke anymore". Me too sweetie pie!!!