The Mama Bear within, when wakened, is not a pretty sight. I consider myself a reasonable person, and I can tolerate a fair amount of nonsense - after all I have 4 kids. But when someone messes with them...I gotta tell ya, it gets me a little hot. I won't go into details but here is what my daughter was offered as helpful items for her new college apartment:
Oh, and there was also an assortment of dirty pillows, a suitcase with a broken zipper pull, some bar glasses that say "Bailey's", and a restaurant bussing bin. Just the things you need if you are going to a Baptist university that has a challenging curriculum, right? Not to mention that mom, dad, and daughter have worked like fiends to get everything in place from financing, to tuition, to a place to live - no small feat since we were under the time gun. So this is like a slap in the Mama Bear's muzzle.
Am I wrong to think that this person does not have my daughter's best interests at heart? When I mentioned that hooker shoes were not on the back-to-school list, I was told it's not about me. Oh, I can assure you, it is about me - and the rest of my family - if I perceive you to be trying to cause us harm.
Mama Bear will come out and bite you.
And you won't be able to run from me in shoes like that...