I get to the checkout and she’s in front of me, staring at all the kids (this is totally normal, so I ignore it and keep chatting to them), she keeps staring and so it starts
her are they all yours
me yes, smiling sweetly
her but they are all so clean
me……………………………………if this was a tv show we could insert the crickets chirping and a half smile……………yes
her and they are so quiet
me………………………………………..yes, well not all of the time
her you’re not having anymore are you?
me well I’d like to
her you don’t see many people with lots of kids anymore
me well I think it’s more expensive to have children nowadays
her no, my grandmother had 12 children and they had no money back then, the depression
me well I think in this area there are school fees, mortgages and people want to give their kids the best
her no, they had no money back then, it was the depression but now of course we have social security, it’s easier now, thats the difference, social security. Social security (I lost track of how many times she said social security to me but it was at least 6 times)
me thinking is she implying that I must be on social security because I have 4 children and want more
me well we don’t get any benefits
her turns to the checkout assistant – No don’t give me a bag, No I don’t want a receipt either, save paper and plastic.
her turns to me and says bye and good luck
me half smile






































