Thinking about choices
Recently Julie was in Wal Mart going through the self-checkout lane. In front of her was a teenage couple purchasing a box of condoms…trying to sneak through without being seen. Well…Julie saw them…here’s how the conversation went.
Julie (to the guy): Does her dad know?
Guy [stammering in disbelief that someone would actually say something]: Uh, uh, uh…
Julie (to the girl): Does your dad know?
Girl [also stammering]: Uh, uh, uh….I’m 18!
Julie: Is your Dad okay with this?
Girl: Uh…he wouldn’t care.
Julie: Really? Can I have his phone number so I can call and ask him?
Girl: Uh, uh, uh…
Julie [turning to the guy]: I’m a Mom, and if she were my daughter…I’d hurt you.
Keep in mind, my wife is not an intimidating person…she’s 4’11” and sub-100 pounds. This little couple knew they were doing something they shouldn’t…as evidenced by their trying to hide what they were doing. Julie simply cared enough about them to try to get them to think about the choices they were making.
I’m a (relatively) grown adult and I still feel weird making such purchases from… um… that section of the pharmacy department.