Unpleasant Lady?

At the library today, Baby J waddled over to the computers and started touching the mouse at an unused terminal. A woman at the adjacent terminal informed me that the mouse was not a toy. I told her Baby J would be okay with the mouse, she wouldn't break it.

That wasn't enough for this woman. She wouldn't let it go. She insisted that I take Baby J to the children's department and let her play there. I tried to be polite and tell the woman that we would be fine without her guidance but she kept on pushing the issue. Ultimately, she gave up when I made it clear that this North Going Zax wasn't going to budge.

Eventually, Baby J tired of touching the mouse and wandered off to go touch other things. I followed behind but my thoughts were still stuck on the strange altercation I'd just had. What was that lady's problem? Was she having a bad day and lashing out at whatever baby happened to toddle by? Did she simply not like children? Was it some kind of fundamental personality quirk which demanded a place for everything and everything in it's place (i.e. children stay in the children's section)? I'm not really sure what her problem was but clearly a curious child was unwelcome in her presence.

Thankfully, her vexatious disposition did not penetrate Baby J's sphere of consciousness. I tried not to let in into mine either. Had Baby J been older and understood that this lady didn't want her around, I might have said to my daughter that there are many unpleasant individuals in the world and that we can't let them make us upset or push us around.

Immediately after leaving the computers, I had a nice conversation with a mom. Baby J played with her daughter very nicely and the balance of the universe was restored once more.