A woman is in a grocery store and
happens upon a grandpa and his
poorly behaving 3-year-old grandson
at every turn.

It's obvious gramps has his hands full
with the kid screaming for candy in
the candy aisle, cookies in the cookie
aisle; same for fruit, cereal and soda.

Meanwhile gramps is working his way
around saying in a controlled voice,
'Easy Albert, we won't be long; easy
boy.'

Another outburst and she hears
gramps calmly say, 'It's OK Albert, just
a couple more minutes and we'll be
outta here; hang in there.

' At the checkout, the little terror is
throwing items from the cart and
gramps again in a controlled voice is
saying, 'Albert, Albert, relax buddy,
don't get upset -- we'll be home in five
minutes; stay cool, Albert.'

Very impressed the woman goes up to
gramps as he's loading the kid and the
groceries into the car and says, 'You
know sir, it's none of my business, but
you were amazing in there. I don't
know how you did it. The whole time you kept your composure and no
matter how loud and disruptive he
got, you just calmly kept saying things
would be OK. Albert is very lucky to
have you for his grandpa.'

'Thanks, lady,' replied gramps, 'But I'm
Albert . . . the little jerk's name is
Johnny.'