Fat Albert
Well-known member
Good Grandpa!
A woman in a grocery store happens upon a grandfather and his poorly behaved 3
year-old grandson.
It's obvious to her that Gramps has his hands full with the child screaming for
candy in the candy aisle, cookies in the cookie aisle; same for fruit, cereal and
soda in their respective aisles. Meanwhile, Gramps is working his way around, saying
in a controlled voice, "Easy, Brett, we won't be long
-- easy, boy."
Another outburst, and she hears Gramps calmly say, "It's okay, Brett, just a couple
more minutes and we'll be out of here. Hang in there, boy."
At the checkout, the little terror is throwing items out of the cart, and Gramps
again in a controlled voice is says, "Brett, Brett, relax buddy, don't get upset.
We'll be home in five minutes; stay cool, Brett."
Very impressed, the woman goes outside where Gramps is loading his groceries and the
boy into the car. "You know, sir, it's none of my business, but you were amazing in
there. I don't know how you did it. That whole time, you kept your composure, and no
matter how loud and disruptive he got, you just calmly kept saying things would be
okay. Brett is very lucky to have you as his grandpa.
" Thanks, lady," said Gramps, "But, I'm Brett -- the little bastard's name is
Steve." I'm going to beat thecrap out of him when I get him home*!
A woman in a grocery store happens upon a grandfather and his poorly behaved 3
year-old grandson.
It's obvious to her that Gramps has his hands full with the child screaming for
candy in the candy aisle, cookies in the cookie aisle; same for fruit, cereal and
soda in their respective aisles. Meanwhile, Gramps is working his way around, saying
in a controlled voice, "Easy, Brett, we won't be long
-- easy, boy."
Another outburst, and she hears Gramps calmly say, "It's okay, Brett, just a couple
more minutes and we'll be out of here. Hang in there, boy."
At the checkout, the little terror is throwing items out of the cart, and Gramps
again in a controlled voice is says, "Brett, Brett, relax buddy, don't get upset.
We'll be home in five minutes; stay cool, Brett."
Very impressed, the woman goes outside where Gramps is loading his groceries and the
boy into the car. "You know, sir, it's none of my business, but you were amazing in
there. I don't know how you did it. That whole time, you kept your composure, and no
matter how loud and disruptive he got, you just calmly kept saying things would be
okay. Brett is very lucky to have you as his grandpa.
" Thanks, lady," said Gramps, "But, I'm Brett -- the little bastard's name is
Steve." I'm going to beat thecrap out of him when I get him home*!
