Dear Mr. 99 year old Walmart Greeter.....

I have been many places today and Walmart was my last stop. Please leave me alone. Please do not tell me what I am doing wrong. Just try to help me or leave me alone. I have two young very cranky children and I am having a bad day. Don't preceed to tell me that my child's shoe is missing and then tell me it's in the cart, I know this. Don't tell me that my goldfish box is open is will prob spill everywhere, again, I got it covered. When you see me struggling to bring in two bags of sandbox sand inside and corral my children so they don't jet into the street, don't comment that I should have gotten a cart. I know. I didn't feel like trucking BACK up to the front with two CRANKY children just to leave my full cart and get another. I'm patting myself that I have made it this far in Walmart, don't burst my bubble. Don't keep telling me where to place the sand when I'm trying to yell at my 3 year year old to come back, just take the damn sand and stick it somewhere. Just leave me alone and go back to greeting.....Thanks!