The kids on our street walk to school. Most mornings, we hook up with one of Riley's classmates and her little sister. Their mom works, so sometimes the nanny is with them. Sometimes an elderly neighbor walks the girls, and sometimes another mother who lives on our street accompanies them along with her own daughter. She's dressed for business and is obviously dropping the girls off before heading to work.
It's this mom that pisses me off.
When Riley sees them coming from the opposite direction, her and Seth run to catch up. When these sweet little girls stop to wait for Riley, this woman gets visibly annoyed. She marches ahead of her charges, forcing her daughter keep step with her and the two of them keep walking ahead of the rest of us. The children jabber as we walk another block and a half to school, and this woman does not make eye contact with me. Has not yet introduced herself. Here I am...walking and talking with the two she is supposedly taking to school. Here I am, new resident only lived here a month and she can't be bothered to say hello? Here I am, with the cutest, sweetest little kids in the world, and she does not even acknowledge them? Second time in a week with this crap.
Who the hell does she think she is?
I suppose because she's off to her real job, she's more important than some stay at home mom in sweats?
I'm sure she's just soooooo busy.
Or maybe she has something against my special needs kid?
Or maybe she's just rude to everyone?
I walk along, silently fuming.
Looking up, the sky is beautiful and blue through the branches in the trees.
Looking down, Seth's thick little hand holds my left. Riley's delicate one holds my right.
Step. Step. Step.
Or maybe, just maybe.....the woman walking ahead of me with the poor social skills has Asperger's.