I was standing by their cart of luggage as they had just checked out of their hotel room; the patriarch was getting the car. Mom was distracted on her cell phone and their five-year-old child was the hyperactive sort and quite pudgy at such a young age and bouncing all over the place. He was cute enough and I could appreciate his youthful starvation for attention.
Kids and I always have a good time. They tell me their names and I shake their hands and tell them I'm glad to meet them. They tell me about their annoying sisters and I tell them that I can relate. I love interacting with the kiddos. But this young man just looked up and into my eyes and sang, "Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me?" What do you say to that? That was just weird as hell.