Monday, October 13, 2008

Rant of the Day

I was with my mother in Greenhills Promenade the other day, eating some frites and drinking some juice, when a married couple and their baby (with a yaya) sat next to us.

I don't know how to put this without sounding like a madman, but it struck me as odd when the parents hired one of those bumper-cars-shaped-like-an-animal and had the yaya ride with the baby.

The dad went off to buy food, and the mom was happily snapping photos of the kid and the yaya on the big pink leopard. She later showed the photos to her husband while the maid and baby were still riding around the food court.

I found this extremely stupid of the parents beause 1) twenty years from now when they're looking back at baby photos of little Tanya (that was her actual name), they're going to see yaya there instead of mommy, and 2) how lazy are these parents that they can't get on a freaking animal bumper car and share some fond memories with their one and only offspring?! Plus, why bring a yaya at all? There's two of them, and they can't handle one little baby?

And for an extra rant, they were wearing similar yellow polo shirts. Man, if I was the wife and I saw my husband wearing the exact same thing I was, I would march back upstairs and change. Who in their right mind would go out dressed the same as their spouse?!

And that was my rant of the day. Kristine for tamed.blogspot.com

3 comments:

moonpool said...

I've seen this happen a lot. They make their kids ride on carousels with their yayas and just snap pictures... Weird nga...

wysgal said...

I think couples like to wear the same thing so they can spot each other easily in the crowd. Or at least that's my explanation for why all those Korean couples in Boracay have his-and-hers matching outfits all the time.

Working Title said...

Hey, it could be much worse. They could all dress up like the yaya (or even more bizarre: like the baby)!

I think that's what happens when the wives get to decide what their husbands are going to wear.
At least it wasn't pink. Or was it?