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Get Out Of My House!
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My two year old son is usually a complete sweetheart. For the most part, he loves everyone and is very social. This is something I am very proud of because that is the complete opposite of what I am.
A few weeks ago, we had a new TV service come in to hook up a new system. This is a nightmare for me when my husband is at work. I hate having people I don’t know in my house because it makes me feel extremely awkward and uncomfortable.
Apparently, the installation was going to take anywhere between two to four hours. I thought I was going to die. I couldn’t get anything done, because I needed to stay close by the workers. There was no showering, no cleaning, no cooking, no leaving my kids unattended for even a second. It was exhausting.
To make things worse, while the workers were waiting for things to load, they wanted to talk to me. Son of a B, I HATE talking to people when I am uncomfortable, I don’t want to be rude, but can’t you just do your job and leave? I know it makes me sound like a horrible person. I noticed that the worker’s need to make conversation was upsetting my son. It seemed having two grown strange men in our house, going back and forth between the bedrooms, living rooms, and outside finally started to make him uncomfortable as well.
My son started to say things to me like, “Mommy, they go home now?” Yes, son, Mommy has been praying for the last hour that “they go home now”. One of the workers started to talk about my sons toys. He looked into my son’s bedroom (which was not a part of the hook up) and asked, “is that a magic tracks?” I replied, “yes,” trying to end the conversation and hint that I wasn’t really okay with him looking into the bedroom. This about sent my son through the roof. I’ve never seen him act like he did. He looked at me and said, “That’s MY magic tracks!” Then he stood up on the couch and puffed out his chest and put his arms on his hips in the most manly little way. He yelled, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!
I thought I was going to pee my pants! I was laughing so hard. Okay, I actually did pee my pants but that’s another story. The workers just looked at me in shock, I suppose they didn’t know how to react. They were probably waiting for me to say, that’s not nice, or something of the sort. I did not say anything to him because I completely agreed with him. He just had the balls to say it and I didn’t!
I know the poor TV guys were just doing their jobs. It’s not their fault that I don’t like strangers in my house. They probably learned a little lesson about peeking into bedrooms and talking about toys though! Therefore the next time strange men need to come into my house to fix something, I’d like to make sure that my husband is home for our sake and for the sake of the workers!
Has your child ever done something like this? How did you react?
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