This morning the kids and I were walking down to the middle school for 6th grade orientation. On the way there, our path was blocked by a work truck on the sidewalk. The owner of the truck was rummaging around inside it, getting things out for a job he was about to start. Yeah, the vehicle was a bit in our way, but we could walk around it.
My 6 yr old walked straight up to the workman and said, "Why are you parked on the sidewalk like that?"
The guy smiled, and, in an almost Barry White voice, said, "Well hello to you too! I'm parked there because I need my equipment. How are you today?"
My 6 yr old gave him the evil eye then said...
"AND what's wrong with your voice? Are you DRUNK???"
Luckily the guy laughed, but I was mortified.
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