Overheard in the parking lot at Huntington Library and Botanical Gardens; a woman to her child:
"Get out of the car. Did you hear me? I said get out of the car. Out of the car. Get your feet off the seat and step out of the car. Out. What did I say? I'm back here with baby, so you have to get out of the car on your own. Get out of the car. Why don't you want to get out of the car? I know it's hot in there. Oh, we're so cool outside. Come outside and you'll see. OK, then we're leaving now. Bye. Bye-by. See you in an hour or two. Hope you're not hungry, because we're taking the sandwiches. Get out of the car. Did I make myself clear? Move it. Where do I want you? Out of the car. Out; here; now. When Mommy says something, she only says it once. Get out of the car."
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