Crumbsnatchers
That's what I like to call little twerps known as small ill-behaved children. I know Oz just blogged (well maybe I should rephrase "just" as he blogs about once per two weeks if we're fortunate) about little kids, but something happened today that almost set me off.
It's not that I don't like kids...but I'm talking about the little terrors who make everyone's life miserable...and their parents do nothing to stop it.
So I'm in Walgreen's looking for a couple of odds and ends and it's right by my place....I'm in the cleaning supply aisle looking for oven cleaner (as I'm moving soon and have to clean my place up, it is not a sterile operating room as some would have you believe) as I don't feel like chiseling burnt crap off the inside of my oven. I see a mother and her little girl nearby, and the mom is paying no attention to her as she runs around pickin stuff up, throwing it back down, and screeching at the top of her voice. Argh. And then this little kid, unsupervised I might point out, comes storming down the aisle I'm in like Godzilla wading through downtown Tokyo. Said little kid reaches out and runs along the aisle with her arm out, knocking about 50 cans/bottles of assorted handy household cleaning supplies onto the floor....then stops right next to me, staring at me. I just wanted to strangle the little turd, but instead I said, "What are you doing? Go pick those up!"
So what does mini-turd do? Punches me in the knee!
Now it didn't hurt, but then she ran off, and I knew what was coming. The Dreaded Mom. Yep, here she comes, in her sweatpant-wearing glory! You know you've all seen her at 3am in Wal-Mart searching through the bargain bins, haha.
She then lectured me on yelling at her daughter....and you just knew what was coming next (if you know me at all, that is...) I just stared at her...then said "well, if you kept a better eye on your brat and if she wasn't running around the store knocking #$^@ off shelves and then punching strangers in the knee, then we wouldn't be having this conversation, now, would we?" She then stormed off in a huff, dragging little Susie Jo Monstertoddler with her.
Now, it's no secret I'm not a huge fan of small whiny children...but what I really dislike even more are irresponsible parents who let their kids run amok and misbehave and do nothing about it. I mean, when I was a kid and I did something like that, damn if my parents wouldn't give me a good whack. And guess what? It worked! Amazing concept. Now I know being a parent can be difficult and keeping an eye on your kid(s) can be impossible 24/7, but come on, at least try, will ya.
I think this would have been a suitable punishment for both parent and kid :)
It's not that I don't like kids...but I'm talking about the little terrors who make everyone's life miserable...and their parents do nothing to stop it.
So I'm in Walgreen's looking for a couple of odds and ends and it's right by my place....I'm in the cleaning supply aisle looking for oven cleaner (as I'm moving soon and have to clean my place up, it is not a sterile operating room as some would have you believe) as I don't feel like chiseling burnt crap off the inside of my oven. I see a mother and her little girl nearby, and the mom is paying no attention to her as she runs around pickin stuff up, throwing it back down, and screeching at the top of her voice. Argh. And then this little kid, unsupervised I might point out, comes storming down the aisle I'm in like Godzilla wading through downtown Tokyo. Said little kid reaches out and runs along the aisle with her arm out, knocking about 50 cans/bottles of assorted handy household cleaning supplies onto the floor....then stops right next to me, staring at me. I just wanted to strangle the little turd, but instead I said, "What are you doing? Go pick those up!"
So what does mini-turd do? Punches me in the knee!
Now it didn't hurt, but then she ran off, and I knew what was coming. The Dreaded Mom. Yep, here she comes, in her sweatpant-wearing glory! You know you've all seen her at 3am in Wal-Mart searching through the bargain bins, haha.
She then lectured me on yelling at her daughter....and you just knew what was coming next (if you know me at all, that is...) I just stared at her...then said "well, if you kept a better eye on your brat and if she wasn't running around the store knocking #$^@ off shelves and then punching strangers in the knee, then we wouldn't be having this conversation, now, would we?" She then stormed off in a huff, dragging little Susie Jo Monstertoddler with her.
Now, it's no secret I'm not a huge fan of small whiny children...but what I really dislike even more are irresponsible parents who let their kids run amok and misbehave and do nothing about it. I mean, when I was a kid and I did something like that, damn if my parents wouldn't give me a good whack. And guess what? It worked! Amazing concept. Now I know being a parent can be difficult and keeping an eye on your kid(s) can be impossible 24/7, but come on, at least try, will ya.
I think this would have been a suitable punishment for both parent and kid :)
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