No, I'm not a doormat. But you'll have to take my word for it. |
| Where are you people eating that you're so frequently disrupted by unruly children? I can count on one hand the number of times in my life that I've considered talking to the parents of an insane child, and we eat out at least twice per week. |
The frequency of this happening is irrelevant to the discussion. |
So this is your internal monologue. Would you do anything outwardly, like ask to be moved or talk to the manager and suggest he or she talk to the parents? |
Dafuq? You all are acting seriously aggrieved and talking about "my important time and money is disturbed!" I think many people just need to lighten up. If it wasn't this, you'd get your jollies complaining about something else. |
NP. You are an aggressive nutjob. Those of you talking about tripping kids and accosting parents have not met the right parents. The last person who approached my kid aggressively while I was trying to address my kid's misbehavior got slapped. No kidding. |
I'm sorry your kid is so badly behaved that people approach you even when you are actively trying to address the misbehavior. |
Sue you for battery so fast your pretty little head would spin. |
So you're one of those people who let their kids run around restaurants? |
You are slapping people and calling others an aggressive nutjob? Truly a case of it takes one to know one, I guess. BTW, slap me and you will find yourself explaining your behavior to a police officer, then a prosecutor, then a judge/jury. Your subjective assessment of whether someone approaches your child "aggressively" is irrelevant. |
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When we were young and thought the whole world revolved around our toddler firstborn, we let him run around casual restaurants. He would go up to other tables and smile and wave, but we stopped when we realized he was hindering the wait staff, and perhaps bothering other people, despite the fact everyone smiled back at him. We never let our second do the same, since we learned our lesson with the first. However, I have to admit that when a darling little child sidles up to our table and gives us a smile wreathed in ketchup, I melt
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Could you elaborate on this? Was their physical contact? Were they just yelling? |
Good of you to admit that. Of course he was bothering people; you don't think smiles mean he wasn't? |
I can't tell your race or ethnicity, but I can tell from this that you are lower middle class or working class. This is not middle class or upper middle class behavior. |
NP--regardless of class, you, PP, are a moron. |