Recently I was using a computer at the library when all of a sudden a woman with 2 under the age of 3 years old and extremely loud children peers into the computer center.

Involuntarily my eyes began to move heavenward and I said a mental prayer that the woman and her 2 kids wouldn’t sit at the empty computer station next to me.

Apparently my prayers were answered a few seconds later when they moved on to another part of the library.

After silently rejoicing, I got to thinkin’ a bit.

I ain’t gonna’ lie because part of me was so happy when the mother and her 2 kids didn’t sit down next to me because...

-I didn’t want to have to deal with the mother telling or YELLING at the kids that they had to be quiet while she worked on the computer.

-I didn’t want to have to put up with the kids touching my things.

-I didn’t want the youngins’ asking me any questions about what I was doing on the computer or anything else.

-I didn’t want to inhale the aroma of a diaper that should have been changed a long time ago.

To put it simply, I just wanted to use the library’s public computer and not be bothered by anyone.

But then a part of me felt guilty because...

-I was assuming things that hadn’t even happened. (And you know what happens when a person assumes things. They basically make an ass out of you and me.)

-The library is a public place and open to everyone including loud-ass irritating children.

-They’re kids. They don’t know any better.

-The mother and her 2 children looked like nice people. (And probably were.)

Shortly after that I had an epiphany that I had to share with the world, although an unpleasant epiphany.

I learned just recently that prejudice and discrimination doesn’t always come in black and white, unfortunately it can come in pampers and pacifiers too.

I know, shame on me!

But i’ll try to do better next time.

People, you are basically reading a story by a woman with no children.

Cut me some slack!

I mean at least I didn’t tell the mother to shut her kids up in the library because you’re supposed to be quiet like another part of me wanted to.