This is the most awkward thing that has ever happened to me.
I took Four to the pet store today to buy her some pet mice. I promised her that since we had to find Bingo a new home, we'd get her a nice little pet of her own. I told her it had to be a mouse or hamster or something, because you know who ends up being responsible for pets given to four year olds. It had to be a pet I could care for without a huge interruption in our lives.
So we go to the pet store and Four picks out a brown mouse and a gray mouse - both girls - and I'm explaining to the lady that we're doing this because our dog bit Beastie. I told her "I wanted a pet where if it bites, no one loses a finger."
She laughed and agreed, then went to get the paper for me to sign. (The one that says I won't sue them if the mice have salmonella or something.) She comes back, hands me the pen, and I immediately notice....
... she's missing two fingers.
Oh. My. God. I wanted to apologize for the lost finger remark but I didn't want to exacerbate the awkwardness. I just acted like nothing was wrong, but inside, I was seriously wishing there was a hole in the floor for me to fall into.
So, pet store lady, wherever you are - I wasn't making fun of you. I hadn't noticed. And I'm sorry. (However, you can now brag that someone wrote a nice story about you on the internets. Congratulations.)
My Mom Body (aaay_macaroni)
3 days ago