The nappy thief and the sleaze-bag

Date: 3/22/2017

By amandalyle

I was at my son's nursery and 'Crazy Karen' was there. As always, she was talking absolute bollocks! (Got to love her!) She hadn't changed, but she did seem more confident. There was also a large lady and she asked me to put her pink iPad on the table. I thought this was a weird request, but didn't think much more of it at the time. I recognised one of the dads at the nursery. He had brought in his newborn baby. It needed its nappy changed and I offered to help. There were two soaked nappies in heaps either side of him in his pram, but no clean ones. "Have you got a clean nappy?" I asked. His mother handed one over and I changed his nappy. I picked him up, but his body was so small and fragile. Too tiny to be out of the womb. I didn't want to hold him anymore, because I thought I might break him with my clumsy hands. For some 'bizarre' reason, I stole the soaked nappies and put them in my pocket. (???) On my way home, I passed the large girl again (from the nursery) She was in a motorised wheelchair and was struggling to get through these gates. I kept helping her along her way, but soon grew bored and wondered off. I felt for her. I overheard her talking to her friend about how she had to go out of her way to get to places because there were only so many wheelchair-accessible routes she could take. Next scene; I was at home with Nick (some guy who used to fancy me!) and my best friend, kylie. The power had been cut off (in my house) and we had to play games to keep ourselves entertained. Nick was driving us both crazy with his stupid and sleazy suggestions... "Shall we play pet the pussy?' He asked. "NO, NICK!" We shouted in unison.