Hey stupid where's your yuppie demon spawn!

So it is about 60 degrees today in New York because the weather is freakin' crazy and I have the doors wide open hoping to attract some business. This toddler who is about two years old walks in off the street. No parent in sight. Walks all the way to the back of the store while my sales girl two customers and me all look at her in amazement. I go "Where's you mommy little girl" and she replies "goo-goo, gah-gah" cause that's all she knows. I go "You need to find your mommy" as she turns around and walks outside the store onto Court St.

I run from behind the counter as the kid gets on the sidewalk and up past the bodega is a father with a super stroller that costs about $1,000 with a perplexed look on his stupid fucking face calling her some stupid Yuppie name "Artesmia, Penelope where are you?"

I go "Hey douche bag here's your kid what's that matter with you?" "Oh thank you, thank you."
"You moron you had no idea where that kid was. She could walk into the street." I turned around and went back in the store shaking my head.

If I was half the man my father was I would have broken this guys arm so he would remember to hold onto his kids arm. But it's a New World these days ya know?