counterclock-wise:

K picked me up at the bus stop to get some more groceries on the way home. When we were waiting in line at the cash desk I whined about my day, the weather, basically everything. You know those days. K teased me about my bad mood and kissed. A super innocent kiss. Close-mouthed innocent. The toddler’s mother in front of us whipped around and said: “You know how disgusting that is? Don’t do it in front of my child.” Meanwhile the heterosexual teenager couple in front of her was just a layer of clothes away from public fucking, which somehow did not offend her. I’m bad in these situation, my fuse is too short to deal with it in an adult way. That’s what I have a level-headed girlfriend for. But even she was gobsmacked. But the little old lady behind us chimed in with a very sweet, yet deathly determined: “I think this lovely couple is not at fault if you insist on raising your child to be a close-minded asshole.” (hihi, she said “asshole”) The mother stood there slack-jawed and was too offended to say anything else. The little old lady snickered and told us very sincerely that she thinks it’s awful we have to put with such crap.

So, shut the fuck up hateful mothers and let the little old ladies speak. 

FAVORITE PART.