Dear PantheaCon Shithead Childherders
Friday night, about 30 of us were all crowded into the Asatru Hospitality Suite. No windows were open, of course - it was a bit chilly outside. You people sat in there, oblivious, while your child ran around and coughed... and coughed... and was cranky... and coughed more. By the time I realized that it was just one child doing the coughing, not covering her mouth, it was too late.
I now know that cough very well. It hit me last night. I'm missing work because you weren't considerate enough of your kid and your fellow heathens to put the kid to bed. Lots of people, small hotel room (not a big suite), and a kid who hasn't been taught to cover her damned mouth when she coughs.
I don't blame the kid. She couldn't not cough. This shit is that kind of nasty. I blame you, for siting around for well over an hour neglecting to make her comfortable in bed and infecting the rest of us. You guys finally started talking about taking her back to the room to check her temperature when I left. Not doing it, mind you, just talking about it and whining about how having a kid is hard.
You people are rude, and you care more for your own social satisfaction and ego (oooh, looky at me and my kid) than for the health of your kid and your fellow heathens and pagans.
Fuck you. If I could carve this on a nithstang and not risk her getting caught in the fallout of my curse, I would.
P.S. If the sick, coughing person had been adult, they would have been offered cough drops and help back to their room, because they were miserable. But people won't interfere with parenting. So it's your fault, not the kids. That's what guardianship of your child means.
I now know that cough very well. It hit me last night. I'm missing work because you weren't considerate enough of your kid and your fellow heathens to put the kid to bed. Lots of people, small hotel room (not a big suite), and a kid who hasn't been taught to cover her damned mouth when she coughs.
I don't blame the kid. She couldn't not cough. This shit is that kind of nasty. I blame you, for siting around for well over an hour neglecting to make her comfortable in bed and infecting the rest of us. You guys finally started talking about taking her back to the room to check her temperature when I left. Not doing it, mind you, just talking about it and whining about how having a kid is hard.
You people are rude, and you care more for your own social satisfaction and ego (oooh, looky at me and my kid) than for the health of your kid and your fellow heathens and pagans.
Fuck you. If I could carve this on a nithstang and not risk her getting caught in the fallout of my curse, I would.
P.S. If the sick, coughing person had been adult, they would have been offered cough drops and help back to their room, because they were miserable. But people won't interfere with parenting. So it's your fault, not the kids. That's what guardianship of your child means.