Other times something triggers my flashbacks.
Yesterday's flashback is brought to you by Wendy's. The old fashioned hamburgers joint.
Just the smell of the fries reminds me of how ghetto my family
Anywho...while growing up, my mother has been somewhat of a defender of her children but not as aggressive as my aunts. Them crazy women would go to their kids schools whenever my cousins said their teachers were being "mean" and get into yelling matches on campus...embarrassing. So for the first time in my life I finally saw the aggressiveness that was buried very deep to emerge from the woman who brought me into this world. This is the story.
This incident must have happened when I was about 13 or 14...not sure.
I was in my yeah-i'm-skinny-I-can-wear-short-shorts-whenever-I-want stage.
I was really thin, about a size 1 or so and I just like wearing short shorts. I mean its not like we live in Alaska or anything. It was fucking hot in Arizona. F-U-C-K-I-N-G H-O-T!!!!
Nothing has changed its still fucking hot.
Well this day my mother wanted to go eat at Wendy's so we went my sisters and all.
There we were waiting in line to order when in comes blob thing with her two daughters and stand behind us to wait in line.
I remember standing there looking at the menu when I hear my sister whisper to me "They keep on staring at you!!!" I looked at her and was like "Who?" Her eyes went to the area these ladies were standing and I said "Who care's? Let them stare." Pssshhh!
I didn't pay attention as I was thinking only about the food I was going to devour!
We order, get our food and finally sit and eat.
The store wasn't full in anyway so there were seats galore.
Guess where Blob Thing and her teens parked it? Yea....your guessed it right by us where they had a front row seats in viewing my ass...or lack thereof.
We start eating and again my sister says something about the lady and her two daughters that keep staring.
I look over and there they were looking at me like I was a big, juicy filet mignon. I mean really fucking staring.
Really? Bitches eat yo food and quit looking at me! Cause I know you hungry.
So then my usually quiet mother blurts out "Roxann pull up your shorts a little higher I don't think they have enough to look at...Lesbians".....
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haha...
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What?
Oh man.
Lady looks at us and snickers. She must have muttered something that my mom saw because next thing you know my mom says in a loud voice "Do you have a problem BITCH?"
OOOHHHH SNAP!
Mother of these teens says "What??!!, excuse me?!" Trying to act like she didn't know what was going on.
Mother: You have been staring at my daughter!
Blob thing: No we haven't!
My sister insists "Yes you have ever since you walked in here!"
Oh shit is about to go down in this motha-fuckin Wendy's!
I forgot to mention this lady was about two of my mom, glasses, frizzy hair you know the type.
They start talking smack over to us meanwhile, I am so embarrassed and I just want to eat and leave...all of this for poor lil me and my stupid short shorts?
My sisters start instigating telling my mom all kinds of shit.
Piggy gets up and says something stupid, my mom gets up and says "You wanna take this shit outside? I'll kick your fucking ass!"
Yes...my mother said this.
You should have seen the look on this ladies face. priceless.
Maybe she thought my mom wasn't the type to speak up, we were both wrong on this one.
I wanted to get the hell out of there, I didn't think it was a big deal...shit let them stare.
Arguing ensues...I fear we will get kicked out....thankfully we all just went our separate ways.
Don't know how that was mastered but we did it, we left without incident.
Despite the stories of her younger fighting days I don't know if I wanted to see my mom fight a lady twice her size in the parking lot of a Wendy's.
Really! Would you?
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