Monday, December 31, 2012
I thought I was going to have to get in a fight today. Over _face painting._
See, I went to our town's new year's celebration. They had a kids' time, with bouncy stuff, face painting, and special fireworks at 9 PM.
Well, the line for the facepainting was insanely long, so I sent the kids off to play with Nathan, while I waited in line.
About an hour later, we were close to the front of the line, the girls came back, and we were almost to the table.
Cue some random pair of girls and about half a dozen kids, who decided they were going to be sly and cut in line.
Let me explain something to you about lines. Very long ones? Get a little testy when you try to jump near the front of the line. I don't know who all is in a line, but I know who was in front of me, and who was behind me, because, you know, I'd been talking to them for the last hour and a half.
It got very tense, and I wound up even looking the girl dead in the eye and explaining in very small words that this was a _line_ and it began back _there_ thank you very much.
The ladies in front of and behind me became my best friends for that time.
We really bonded over these bitches' attempt to flout social convention. When we got to the front, one woman tried again, and claimed she was in front of us all... look, I'm really sympathetic, but I know who is front of me, and I know who was behind me. The lady in front of us bought nathan a drink, and we all even shared big hugs as we left over the tenseness of grown people trying to bully my very small girls over _face painting_. It almost came to blows, honestly. I wasn't about to start a fight (I'm not a fighter) but by dammit, I was going to finish one. I even stood in a balanced, hard-to-knock-over stance I used to use on my guy friends trying to pick me up/wrestle me to the ground.
When I'm ready for it, and I don't want to move, I don't.
It didn't come to that, though; we wound up forming something of a passive line with our backs to the idiots, and shuffled our girls between us (there were about 6 or 7 total). The line-breaking bitches then became someone else's problem. ;)
It could have been bad, but it ended up making me some new, temporary line friends, that made the whole night great. They were sweet, we hugged and danced, and had a good time in that line. ;)
Overall, the night was fun. I will not wait in line that long again next year, but after an hour, I was invested in it and had made friends, so I was going to get my kids faces painted, dammit. ;) The good news is I danced so much while I was there I think I'm going to be a little sore tomorrow.
And it ended up being the wrong line. ;) They got glitter tattoos that were cute, though. I'll post photos of those, in a minute. When I can get my SD card slot working.