Know When To Shut Up
Yesterday I went to the market, the discount grocery store I go to, and I put 7 bags of Goldfish crackers on the belt along with a couple of bags of chips and a few other things and the check out lady asked "So how old is the spoiled kid who gets to eat all this?"
After years of dealing with people's opinion that I am "spoiling" my kid by "allowing" him to be a picky eater it still makes me angry.
The checkout lady and I talked a bit because even though I wanted to flick her in the forehead I realize that she was just being honest and it never occurred to her to that it might make me feel bad to call my child spoiled. I explained that I have an extreme picky eater and that I do my best to get the least bad crackers and snacks that I can get away with (that he'll eat) and she picks up a bag of the Goldfish and reads the ingredients and says "These are FULL of crap!"
I'm thinking: Know when to shut up!
But I don't say it out loud because while the inside of my head is full of rude retorts, I live by a code of politeness.
Then she says "You could make your own crackers."
This rendered me speechless, and as most of you know, that's a difficult thing to achieve.
The thing that really gets me is that she works in a grocery store where about 79% of the people shopping there buy white bread and cartloads of crap like those prepackaged kid lunches featuring processed "cheese" and "meat" but she's picking on me because I have 7 bags of Goldfish.
Then the tables suddenly turn and she's revealed that she's got a teenage bed-wetter for a kid and part of me wants to say "Oh? Well let's talk about that for a while, shall we?" But I don't.
Instead I think to myself that I'll stick with my stance that parents of special needs kids have to work hard to keep patient with their kid's foibles and as long as we are compassionate, never give up on them, and never stop trying the best we can to keep them healthy- that is good enough.
It's just curious how I never stop feeling bad about my kid's picky eating and how other people's opinions of me as a parent never cease to feel like barbs being shoved underneath my fingernails.
After years of dealing with people's opinion that I am "spoiling" my kid by "allowing" him to be a picky eater it still makes me angry.
The checkout lady and I talked a bit because even though I wanted to flick her in the forehead I realize that she was just being honest and it never occurred to her to that it might make me feel bad to call my child spoiled. I explained that I have an extreme picky eater and that I do my best to get the least bad crackers and snacks that I can get away with (that he'll eat) and she picks up a bag of the Goldfish and reads the ingredients and says "These are FULL of crap!"
I'm thinking: Know when to shut up!
But I don't say it out loud because while the inside of my head is full of rude retorts, I live by a code of politeness.
Then she says "You could make your own crackers."
This rendered me speechless, and as most of you know, that's a difficult thing to achieve.
The thing that really gets me is that she works in a grocery store where about 79% of the people shopping there buy white bread and cartloads of crap like those prepackaged kid lunches featuring processed "cheese" and "meat" but she's picking on me because I have 7 bags of Goldfish.
Then the tables suddenly turn and she's revealed that she's got a teenage bed-wetter for a kid and part of me wants to say "Oh? Well let's talk about that for a while, shall we?" But I don't.
Instead I think to myself that I'll stick with my stance that parents of special needs kids have to work hard to keep patient with their kid's foibles and as long as we are compassionate, never give up on them, and never stop trying the best we can to keep them healthy- that is good enough.
It's just curious how I never stop feeling bad about my kid's picky eating and how other people's opinions of me as a parent never cease to feel like barbs being shoved underneath my fingernails.

Comments (10)
WTF?
You showed more grace than I could in that circumstance. Good for you! How odd that she would single you out for that. You, who would be making crackers by the hundreds if Max showed any inclination towards homemade crackers vs goldfish crackers. Wow. I am impressed with your restraint.
Posted by Tonia | June 25, 2009 12:18 PM
Posted on June 25, 2009 12:18
I can not believe she said that! I, personally, think that Goldfish are one of the best options for packaged crackers. It is not like you had a load of candy bars going down the belt. I am amazed by peoples nerve.
Posted by Tracey | June 25, 2009 1:22 PM
Posted on June 25, 2009 13:22
woah. what a bag of smashed you-know-what-holes.
Lila's a picky eater (see: carbs, cheese and carbs for every meal) and I'm starting to experience the judgmental stuff as we branch out to hang with other families. I figure it's just the universe whipping its tail around for me to eat because I was once an insufferable bag of smashed you-know-what-holes myself (which I am so totally NOT saying is what is happening with you! I promise!) when Ty was little he was a terrific eater of anything green and healthy. It's killing me to have a kid who won't eat anything unless it's smothered in cheese and has a carb base. But I figure it's going to change eventually. I try to give healthy choices and insist she take a bite here and there, but otherwise? kid's healthy and full of vitality. she'll be fine.
and she's six and doesn't wet the bed, so...
OY! the crap we have to work to not take on when we go somewhere simple like the grocery store. ridiculous.
Posted by Kelly | June 25, 2009 1:42 PM
Posted on June 25, 2009 13:42
Kudos to you for not smacking the checkout lady upside the head with the biggest bag of snacks in reach - I would have been fuming while trying to remain polite, and I really admire your ability to keep some perspective throughout the whole unsolicited-advice encounter.
Coincidentally, I have just started an "Unsent Letters" blog for just these sorts of situations - stop on by sometime, and we'll vent together!
Posted by Allison | June 25, 2009 1:48 PM
Posted on June 25, 2009 13:48
Holy hell!! That woman not only sounds horribly judgmental but toxic too. I would imagine her teenager wouldn't appreciate their mom telling their secrets to anyone, especially strangers. Kids are hard-wired and they're going to control what they eat, like it or not. Adult parents can be so hideous, I remember it well. Such bullshit that you have to dodge the bullets from such monsters. Said woman sucks but you are made of all things good!
Posted by Kathy | June 25, 2009 3:16 PM
Posted on June 25, 2009 15:16
Hmm. She's a little conflicted, me thinks.
Posted by magpie | June 25, 2009 6:39 PM
Posted on June 25, 2009 18:39
You make me treasure the anonymity of my life in a small city. I've never had anyone strike up this kind of conversation with me. EVER.
Small town chattiness. Bah.
Of course my first reaction would have been to look straight at her and say, "Me. It's all for MEEEEE. Bwa ha ha ha."
Posted by mss @ Words Into Bytes | June 25, 2009 8:17 PM
Posted on June 25, 2009 20:17
I was just talking today with another mom at the park and she brought up an EXCELLENT point (as you do too -)
Why do women constantly tear each other down? We should be supporting each other as mothers...especially those mothers who have special needs kids. You can get him to eat Goldfish crackers? That is great. I'm glad you found something he likes. How hard was that? not at all.
Posted by karmyn R | June 26, 2009 6:21 PM
Posted on June 26, 2009 18:21
Thank you Karmyn! I think the reason it's so hard to do that in general is that there are so many assumptions people have about parenting: that it isn't so much the kid you have as it is the parent you are. I have to say that I used to be so much more judgmental of other parents before I had a kid and then before I'd had Max for very long. Now I am so much more understanding that another parent's circumstances could be so different, that their kids could be incredibly different from mine too. I give parents a lot more slack now and when I see a bad parent/kid situation, the first thing I do is try to have compassion for the difficulty where I might have, many years ago, immediately thought the parent was failing to parent well or that their kid was just a bad kid.
MSS- why didn't I think of saying that? That's so brilliant!
So if anything, having the kid I do has made me much more accepting, tolerant, and empathetic to the incredibly wide range of parenting experiences people can have.
So my first thought, with the checker when she mentioned her daughter was "Poor girl! I wonder why she's having such a hard time." The next thought was "How can this checker be giving me shit about a picky eater when obviously her daughter is having some difficulty too." the last thought, which I'm not proud of, was how satisfying it would to to ask her what she's done to help her daughter out and give her all kinds of inane suggestions like people do to me. I banished the last one. That's a case of me having become a better person through my kid.
Posted by angelina | June 26, 2009 7:26 PM
Posted on June 26, 2009 19:26
Wow that's amazing she said that. Maybe she thinks moms have time to make crackers? Uh no we don't and I wouldn't want to either. You'd think there is some sort of customer etiquette too like not commenting on the items the customer buys. Goldfish sound like vitamins to me compared to some of the things my oldest eats. :)
Posted by Amy | June 27, 2009 6:56 AM
Posted on June 27, 2009 06:56