Marcus’ imaginary friend, Super Bear (aka one crooked index finger), came to the supermarket with us today. She was being very annoying, flying around the vegetables and generally being anti-social.
Dave said something rather sharply to Marcus about controlling Super Bear and that “she was being very distracting.”
The woman at the vegetable stand next to us looked over, worried, and said something.
Horrified, I realised that she thought we were talking about her. I was quick to explain, “We’re not talking about you; it’s our son’s imaginary friend.” (Just how rude did she think we are? Even if she had been distracting – and she wasn’t – we never would have said anything.)
I’m not sure if she believed me or not, but I sure hope so. Especially since we kept meeting her all the war around the supermarket aisles.
2 comments:
I'm sorry, I'm sure if wasn't funny at the time, but from where I'm sitting that hilarious :) Super Bear is a brain surgeon AND has time to be distracting? That's one smart bear :)
And I do that - meet the same people the whole way round the supermarket...or in the bathroom at work :)
HIlarious! Partly because I thought the woman was going to say something about your son having an imaginary friend who was so distracting! LOL
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