Showing posts with label Staring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Staring. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Friday, February 3, 2012
Sore Thumb
Sometimes I feel like people are unaccustomed to seeing a man toting a diaper bag and two young children. Add a long beard and some tattoos to the mix and normal, rational people don't seem to know what to think. I say this because I often notice people staring at us while covering their mouths and whispering into the ear of the person next to them. My wife and I thoroughly enjoy this aspect of our lives, especially when we are out together but separated in a location. She has on a couple occasions been privy to comments that have become fodder for our amusement.
This phenomenon occurs more frequently in certain parts of town. I met olivia for lunch earlier this week. We decided to check out a new location of a franchise restaurant that recently opened. I wont name the part of town or the restaurant but I will say the town name rhymes with "Schmestavia" and the restaurant name rhymes with "Dewks."
I was carrying my skull and crossbones diaper bag, my wife's purse (she forgot it in a rush out the door that morning), Sailor in her car seat and Ruby. Apparently, I might as well have looked something like this:
It started before I even made it out of the parking lot. Two young couples coming out got an eyeful, the females looking mostly at the kids but the guys seemed genuinely in shock, I know in the south stay at home dads are certainly not the norm...but wow. Once we got inside it really got bad, like a scene from a movie where someone walks in the door or says something out and the record scratches. I noticed it increased as we moved through the restaurant and to a table.
Is it really such a rare thing, is the stay at home dad truly such a unique creature?
Other than this dad, how many stay at home dad's do you know?
This phenomenon occurs more frequently in certain parts of town. I met olivia for lunch earlier this week. We decided to check out a new location of a franchise restaurant that recently opened. I wont name the part of town or the restaurant but I will say the town name rhymes with "Schmestavia" and the restaurant name rhymes with "Dewks."
I was carrying my skull and crossbones diaper bag, my wife's purse (she forgot it in a rush out the door that morning), Sailor in her car seat and Ruby. Apparently, I might as well have looked something like this:
It started before I even made it out of the parking lot. Two young couples coming out got an eyeful, the females looking mostly at the kids but the guys seemed genuinely in shock, I know in the south stay at home dads are certainly not the norm...but wow. Once we got inside it really got bad, like a scene from a movie where someone walks in the door or says something out and the record scratches. I noticed it increased as we moved through the restaurant and to a table.
Is it really such a rare thing, is the stay at home dad truly such a unique creature?
Other than this dad, how many stay at home dad's do you know?
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