Prejudice

We are all guilty of prejudice.  It’s human nature.  And we all know that prejudging is generally negative and implies fear and intolerance. 

I must confess, I discriminate against sippy cups.  Yes, it’s true.

There are two kinds of sippy cups in this world: the good and the bad.  The good kind work like a bottle; you tip them up like a cup to drink from them.  The bad kind look good but they’re not.  They look like baby sports bottles with fancy straws that bend when you close the top.  You sit upright and drink from them like a straw in a soda fountain glass.

How did this sippy cup prejudice originate, you ask?

It’s the 5 o’clock Jake-up call.  I stumble into the kitchen and put Jakey’s sippy cup in hot water.  He does not enjoy cold milk.  Once it’s warm I get him out of his crib, baby in one arm, sippy cup in the other.  I’m standing in the dark at the side of our bed and open the top before laying him by his dad to drink his breakfast.  Jake and I are both rudely awakened by a geyser of milk right in our faces.  I’m shocked and disoriented.  What is happening?!  I fumble with the baby and the evil sippy cup and somehow stop the source of the morning milk shower.

A few days later, poor Teacher Linda C. recounts a similar episode at school.  Sprayed in the face like a tricky clown flower.  We have now formed a club of two in our movement to keep bad sippy cups from entering our borders.  There is already an Arizona ballot measure in the works.