blood on the asphalt.
I am currently sitting for the first time since 9 oclock this morning.
I have kids all around my cafe...about 15 of them. They are all making loud animal sounds, and screaming and knocking things over, spilling macaroni, fighting with each other, crying because they didn't get their way, and demanding things from me instead of asking for them. The parents sit there are talk with each other like there children are doing nothing wrong.
Just before I started this update a little girl about the age of 5 with Blonde curly hair and a little blue dress came up to the counter and said word for word:
"Excuse me, may I please have a cup?" and smiled.
Why can't ALL parents raise their children this way? WHY.
Ever since I started this job, my hatred for children grows stronger and stronger. But then I realized today, I don't hate children. I hate poorly raised children. I hate bad parenting. I literally have strong urges to either shout at these parents or just punch them. They are extremely inconsiderate not only to ME, but to all the other customers in the bookstore and the cafe.
Hey all you middle aged skanks, STOP MAKING BABIES. I know you want the "American Dream" and i know you want your husband to work his ass of so you can cart your pathetic family around in a mini van and meet up with your friends and let your kids run around like animals...but seriously...at least read a damn book on proper parenting first. At least care somewhat about what your children do while you're in a public area.
For every good parent that comes into this store, there are 10 horrible pathetic excuses for parents to follow.
If my job happened to have a rule that stated "No Kids allowed in the cafe" I swear my life would be so much better.
UGH
I have kids all around my cafe...about 15 of them. They are all making loud animal sounds, and screaming and knocking things over, spilling macaroni, fighting with each other, crying because they didn't get their way, and demanding things from me instead of asking for them. The parents sit there are talk with each other like there children are doing nothing wrong.
Just before I started this update a little girl about the age of 5 with Blonde curly hair and a little blue dress came up to the counter and said word for word:
"Excuse me, may I please have a cup?" and smiled.
Why can't ALL parents raise their children this way? WHY.
Ever since I started this job, my hatred for children grows stronger and stronger. But then I realized today, I don't hate children. I hate poorly raised children. I hate bad parenting. I literally have strong urges to either shout at these parents or just punch them. They are extremely inconsiderate not only to ME, but to all the other customers in the bookstore and the cafe.
Hey all you middle aged skanks, STOP MAKING BABIES. I know you want the "American Dream" and i know you want your husband to work his ass of so you can cart your pathetic family around in a mini van and meet up with your friends and let your kids run around like animals...but seriously...at least read a damn book on proper parenting first. At least care somewhat about what your children do while you're in a public area.
For every good parent that comes into this store, there are 10 horrible pathetic excuses for parents to follow.
If my job happened to have a rule that stated "No Kids allowed in the cafe" I swear my life would be so much better.
UGH