Yesterday I was out
to lunch with my step grandmother and mom, and since my step grandmother is
hard of hearing and frankly, even after 13 years, still doesn’t understand my
accent it’s always a very quiet affair. I don’t really mind though because it
gives me a chance to indulge in my guilt pleasure of eavesdropping. And if you
follow me on twitter (@TheHonestBitch) you’ll know yesterday I was sat next to
a gem.
I knew I was in for a
treat when the first thing she did was to sit down and take off her shoes and
put her feet up on a chair. I was a little judgemental when she came in wearing
a sweatshirt, white horseback riding leggings and pretentious girl up hair but
the untying her shoes thing confirmed it for me.
As they were looking
at their menus she told her dad “my pony needs a friend”. Her dad just sat
there and said “oh really”, she then continued “yeah my pony is lonely and
needs a friend; I just want an Arabian one.” He then asked her “how much do you think that will be” and drank a whole lot from his pint glass. I was just sat
there trying not to laugh out loud.
She then moved on to
needing £75 to get her hair cut, and then talking about school being over so
she wanted to have a “small party”....only 75 of her closest friends. Then when
their food arrived she said “oh and my pony’s friend needs a stable.” The dad’s
response was “how much”. I would have personally just back handed her but I had
good parents.
But well done to the
young lady who is on her way to becoming a world class gold digger; But after
managing to land herself an Arabian pony, a stable, £75, a party for 75 of her
closest friends and a car during the course of one meal; who can blame her.
What was the last
thing that made you questions someone’s parenting style? Let me know in the
comment box below and as always stay and play safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxo
