Working in a grocery store, I see and hear a lot of things. Some of these things are funny, but some are really sad. No matter how I spin it, all of them are redonkulous. This post isn't just about crazy shit I see at work, though. This is about people who can't control their kids or more accurately, kids who are out of control. They're everywhere. They're in the mall, the movies, church, the playground. They suck. The only good thing about them is that you can spot them from a mile away and make an escape plan before they get too close.
How to spot them:
- They're LOUD. You know the type - the screaming, whining, crying ones who didn't get their way. Don't let the parents fool you, though. They'll bribe their kids with a candy bar or a new Hotwheels to get them to stop once the kids have worn out their eardrums. Clearly they're parents have never heard of duct tape (kidding...kinda)
- They're OBNOXIOUS. I don't mean like stick their tongue out at other people obnoxious. I mean run around the store/carnival/movie theatre and knock shit over obnoxious. It takes every ounce of self control in my body to not stick a foot out when they run past.
- They're BRATTY. They don't respect their elders or rules, or any type of authority for that matter. They're the kids who after you, their parents, and the homeless guy on the corner tell them not to touch the steak knives, they touch'em...and then proceed to bleed their grubby little hands all over the place.
- They're future ASSHOLES. You can tell just by looking at their cocky, swaggering little selves that they're gonna be the crooked parkers who block your car in, the people who leave carts in the middle of parking lots, the kind of people who don't hold doors open for you as you walk out of a restaurant. ROOD.
I'm just saying, here's to all the parents who can control their kids with a few words. They don't need to put their kids on a leash because they only need one stern look to show their kids who's boss. And a special shoutout to my parents for raising me to not be an asshat.
How do you deal with other people's brats kids?
XO -Monny P.S.- I actually do love kids. Just not these kids. :)
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