I have judged someone somewhere- I call him Suck Up. It's because he is. He is the customer service manager at Sam's Club. His name is David. He's nice enough, and he certainly reaches out to connect with customers. It's almost fun to just watch him....there was an older gentleman who said "David, can I use you for a minute?" and David says "Get over here, you!" I really thought he was going to hug him. Anyway- can you hear how he is? "Sir, go to tobacco and there's no waiting there!" blah blah blah- he's the store Suck Up. But he's fun so it's okay.
"Miss? Are you ready to check out? I'm going to open over there on 4, come on down!" and he's dragging my cart away. CJ took Jordan to the restroom and came back.
This whole silly post is to get to this point. The Suck Up said the Exact Right and True thing when CJ and Jordan came back from the potty- all four kids were with me- he stopped what he was doing, and he looked at all of them and said "Well, gosh! Don't you have GQ number 1,2 and 3?" Then, of course, the comments about how I'll need them and all their friends to protect Julia and then how THAT probably won't work because their friends will be the ones going after her.
I thought to myself: Ah! A nugget of truth from The Suck Up. :) They ARE super cute. Even if I AM the mom saying it.
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