“Cross my heart,” the old man replied with a smile.
Then he leaned closer and added in a playful whisper, nodding toward the woman who had complained:
“Too bad she never asks God for ice cream. A little ice cream is good for the soul sometimes.”
A Gesture I’ll Never Forget
Naturally, at the end of the meal, I bought my grandchildren ice cream.
My grandson stared quietly at his sundae for a moment.
Then he did something I will remember for the rest of my life.
Without saying a word, he picked up his ice cream, walked across the room, and gently placed it in front of the woman who had criticized him.
He smiled politely and said:
“Here, this is for you.”
Then he added something none of us expected.
“Well… you can shove it up your ass, you grouchy old b*tch.”
Safe to say, the entire restaurant went silent.
Bet you didn’t see that coming.
The Curious Difference Between Grandmothers and Grandfathers
That moment reminded me of another story that perfectly explains the difference between grandmothers and grandfathers.
A friend of mine worked away from home all week, so he always tried to spend meaningful time with his family on weekends.
