Grampa

A woman is in a grocery store and happens upon a
grandpa and his poorly behaving 3 year-old grandson. At
every turn. Its 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," said gramps, "but
I'm Albert -- the little shit's name is
Johnny".