Boo has a scratchy voice. Which frustrates him no end because he has a penchant for replicating any high pitch sound he hears perfectly, and with a scratchy voice he just can’t quite get it right. Which, hmmmm, frustrates is not the word… perhaps drives him fucking batshit crazy…
So off to the doctors today. He was a perfect angel. Cuddling me in the waiting room and humming softly, I almost didn’t notice the horrified stares of the other patients as a child who is as tall and probably outweighs me, hung his body limply all over my lap stroking my hair in time to the song he was humming. As a treat after being so good for the doctor (another round of explosive finger paint inducing antibiotics) we went to the local shopping centre.
Where he turned into a gnashing thrashing banshee, arms flapping wildly and screaming at the top of his laryngitisy voice.
I managed to convince him to leave after about 30 minutes of negotiation, flopped in the car and read him the riot act. Complete with all revisions and addendum’s. Bastard was still screaming and thrashing as I made my way out of the parking lot.
I suppose I should mention here that my mother, MOTY, was with us and not helping at all with her helpful suggestions of just giving in to every single one of his demands even though I had CLEARLY given him 2 choices, behave or go home.
As I approached a red light I noticed the sign on the back of a truck
COPE
Like it was a message to me. Like someone had positioned that truck in my vision to tell me to calm the fuck down and just cope.
As I drove past that truck I contemplated the message that must have been sent to me from the heavens, and I caught the drivers eye…
And flipped the fucker the bird.
Speaking of fuckers, the abusive little leprechaun who haunts my comments has some news. SQUEEEEEEE! I mean, yeah… whatevz…
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You deserve to flip all the happy little trolls the bird.
Not leprechauns. Trolls. Not that there’s THAT much of a difference, but you know…
Angie [A Whole Lot of Nothing]’s last blog post..Wrinkly, greasy, saggy and I totally want one
And here I was under the impression he was a dwarf.
What kind of person sticks COPE on the back of their truck?
Veronica’s last blog post..Fuck You Cancer
You should have both hands on the wheel while driving you know, especially with children and elderly people in the car.
Xbox4NappyRash’s last blog post..Saving you from tales of fireflies
only you could pull the finger at a truckie and get away with it Kelley …of course we all bow to your awesomeness.
COPE – as if he would in your situation
Trish’s last blog post..Weekly Winner 23 2009
COPE indeed. Isn’t that what you’ve been doing already?
…. and the little leprechaun’s news is rather awesome
Amanda’s last blog post..Strange things my kids say #1
What a strange sign to put on a truck!
Jeanette’s last blog post..Carousel fun
Just to clear up any confusion (or to stir up more) I do believe it was a company logo.
Hey Kel,
Hope he is all ok soon- and not too many more ABs to take.
xx
Joyce’s last blog post..A week in my kitchen
There should be a law against mums undermining parents authority. My mum tried it several times and got reminded not only by me, but by my kids too. I myself remember trying to help when my daughter was coping with her baby (3 years old) having a tantrum. T firmly told me she was handling it, so I backed off, not wanting to become my own mother.
COPE is an acronym for something, there’s lots of those trucks around Adelaide, but I can’t remember what it is.
Welcome to
Mission Statement
“COPE Transport will provide a reliable, cost effective specialised handling, packaging and distribution service to the sensitive freight industry.
Our trained and caring staff will be an extension of our clients’ business, remaining close to their needs and representing them in a professional manner at all times.”
There ya go! It’s a transport company. So next time, just ask the driver would he kindly transport Boo………
It warms the cockles of my little black heart to see you flipping the bird.
magpie’s last blog post..Sometimes You Have To Go On A Picnic
OH, the bird! I love the bird. My mother use to flip me the bird when I was a kid all the time. That’s sweet. Thanks. I’m welling up now. MOMMIE!!!
Audubon Ron’s last blog post..Midweek Mélange
Left this page up all night, no stalking here, just fell asleep before I could come up with a comment. New excuse? Not enough coffee ingestion.
witchypoo’s last blog post..Charming
Poor Boo. I hope he feels better soon. So, did you give him your germs? ‘Cos in our house, it’s the kids who give them to me…
Kate’s last blog post..Define “tidy”
SIGNS! They are everywhere! I saw one the other day on the back of a truck that said, “I’M BACK”. I wonder if there was one on the front too? “I’M FRONT”. Driver must be easily confused.
Nan’s last blog post..We’ll Make A Bookworm Of Him Yet
Sweet! I’ve had those days.
Kylie w warszawie’s last blog post..No Stinkin’ Badges
We all need that occasional inspiration to road rage. Well done you – setting the man’s mood up for the next case of ‘Fuck You’. And thank you for the link to xbox. That’s great news. The man finally figured out that spit won’t get you pregnant.
lceel’s last blog post..MBVP (More Boring Vacation Pictures)
lol, I can’t help but wonder what that truck driver thought he’d done to deserve that. But don’t worry, knowing what I do about truck drivers he’d prolly done enough already that day to deserve that and much more besides
goatlady’s last blog post..Accept with Udo: not the real deal
I’d have taken a moment to drive with my knees and double birded it. If you’re gonna go, go big!
foradifferentkindofgirl (fadkog)’s last blog post..‘without the help of a margarita or ectasy’
You’re awesome. Truck driver deserved it.
Ali’s last blog post..Mummy, Mummy, Mummy, Mummy, Mummy, Mummy!
Cope? With what? Wait, don’t answer that. The other driver probably has some secret sex fetish thing and cope is probably his “safe word” or some crap.
Burgh Baby’s last blog post..Game 7
Yay, good for him. I am happy he did his three minutes and will therefore be helping to produce a child. Now he can gloat over the the little wiggling mass as his spawn, and feel that everything he does is great and wonderful. Men. Don’t you just love them?
Karen’s last blog post..Remember Wednesday
that`s it Kelley. That sucker was probably so buzzed on No Doze when he bought that bumper sticker he thought it read, Coke. Bloody truckies thinking they are the big, red, honking preachers of the highways.. bah.
estelle’s last blog post..Dinky Diy`s Guide to Controversial Pav – Aussies vs. Kiwis
I prefer the ‘how is my driving?’ stickers. Cope sounds like they are saying ‘yeah deal with it bitch, as I pull out in front of you’.
And yeah, don’t let Xbox’s shinanigans steal your thunder – or maybe just once, on this occasion …
womb for improvement’s last blog post..Growing Old Disgracefully
AND there’s nothing in your mailbox yet?
fuckers.
Ree’s last blog post..I Also Found a Spoon Circa November 2008
Bastard signage, what’s wrong with the old “You’re passing another Foxy Moron Truck”?
Jayne’s last blog post..Elevenses of June
Oh, Kelley. you, and of course Boo, certainly have your crosses to bear! I must say that you handle everything beautifully, tho.
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Hi…I just found you through Dingo. I love your blog. I think I inadverdently caused a similar outburst in a little boy at the grocery store a few days ago. I reached around him to get some eggs and he started screaming and flapping his arms just like you described. His father had to put him in a bear hug and I felt really bad. What is the proper response? Or is there one?
HereInFranklin’s last blog post..CMA Music Fest–Helpful Hints
Gosh…at times like that you’d love to give your mum and Boo a quaalude or two….jeez….I think your salute should be on national billboard!
Oh, and thanks for the link to ‘X’…I always read him after your awesomeness and just went into tears for him!
hotmamamia’s last blog post..NOLA, yet one more time
This reminds me of the time I found a little note on school campus…
“You are a goddess.”
COPE huh?
No wonder you flipped him the bird.
tiff’s last blog post..Micromanage or bust.
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