Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Carrie: the Return

So from now on I think I will shorten conversation names, to protect the stupid.
M= me
SP= Stupid Person

 I feel so sorry for the daughter.

SP- Do you have any good books for a 10 year old girl?

M- Of course! What kind of stuff does she like?

SP- Well, that doesn't matter, I want good, wholesome christian books, no kisses or anything. No dating.

M- (REALLY wanting to say 'Well, our picture books are over here) Well, um, that does kinda limit things since even juvenile fiction has 'oh that boy is cute' stuff in it.

SP- I know, but I don't want her to even think of dating yet.

M- (already feeling very sorry for this poor girl) Oh....kay, um, well, there is the Judy Blume series.

SP- No, I heard they cuss in that.

M- Ok, has she ever read 'Are you there God? It's me, Margaret'?

SP- No, that sounds wonderful! Where's that?

I walk her over to it...

SP- What's it about?

M- Well, there is a young girl who wonders if there is something wrong with her because all of her friends are getting their period and she isn't

SP- :::Tosses book back on shelf::::  OH NO NO NO NO NO, we are NOT talking about that yet, that is not happening.

M- (Visibly annoyed, and can no longer bite my tongue) OK, but you might  want to reconsider what ever time frame you're on, I started my period when I was 11 and I would hate for her to be traumatized by an event that is completely natural.

I then walk away because I can't deal with that level of stupid. I just have visions of that poor girl in a remake of Carrie...

Yes, I know I over stepped by bounds a little--- ok a lot--- but still, this is ridiculous.

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