Saturday, July 19, 2014

This happened

A while ago, I was in the grocery store next to the "fancy" juices waiting for my turn to grab a drink for myself. Normally, it's a quick procedure: walk up, grab a bottle of juice, walk away.

It was around lunchtime, and a mom and her daughter were standing in front of the juices in the middle of the aisle working something out. As I stood there, trying to be nonchalant, trying not to appear creepy, I heard the little girl, she was maybe 6 or 7, and her mother have this conversation:

"Come on, honey. Let's go eat lunch. Take your juice and come on."

The mom handed her daughter a little bottle of orange juice, and the little girl reluctantly took it. But the girl looked dumbfounded, a little bit appalled, and a little bit frightened.

The little girl tried to start explaining, but the mom was in a hurry. "Come on. You like orange juice. Let's go." The mom held out her hand expecting the little girl to latch on and walk away with her.

The girl hesitated. She looked back at the refrigerator case the juice had come from.

Her mom stopped, realized that something was amiss, and squatted down next to her daughter. "What's the matter, honey? Do you want lemonade instead?"

The little girl in what I took to be both sadness and exasperation said, "I like orange, but I can't drink this. It says it's naked!"

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