Sometimes the Irony Gets in My Eyes and Stings a Little

So there we were, on vacation, at the condo pool side and I’m spraying sunscreen on. SPF 50 in case you were wondering. A woman at the next table (a number of feet away) holds a blanket up to protect her baby and says that she is a first time mother. A woman with her, quite loudly, obviously meaning for me to hear, announces that THIS is why she doesn’t like spray on sunscreen. OK. Whatever. I mean, the stuff isn’t likely to blow over there and poison the kid but mothers are a paranoid bunch. I know I am.

Then that other woman LIGHTS A CIGARETTE AT THE TABLE WITH THE BABY.

‘Cause, you know, sunscreen is the kiss of death to babies but second hand smoke is A-OK.

Stumble it!

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