Kids running rampant in stores
Y'all know what I'm talking about. I see this almost every time I'm out. And I'm not referring to parents who just lose track of their kids for a few minutes, I'm talking about parents who straight up ignore their kids the whole time they're shopping, only shouting out for them when it's time to leave.
I see way too many kids talking over their parents when they're trying to get help from store associates and just making a mess because they HAVE to touch every single thing they see. It gets really bad in Ulta and Sephora, little girls run around smearing makeup all over themselves and whatever they're near and boys get bored so they just generally knock things down.
I know that if I take the skids shopping, they'll be easily distracted and I'll have to spend every minute keeping them from running off or messing with each other. So, for my sanity and out of consideration for the general public, unless I'm shopping specifically for the skids, I don't bring them shopping with me. My husband once told me to just be more stern with them. I asked him if he seriously expected me to undo years of bad parenting from the BM within the time span of a shopping trip, you can be sure he never said that to me again.
When I absolutely need to take the skids shopping, I make them both hold on to me and keep talking to me, I don't care what they talk about, if I can feel them pulling on me and hear them talking to me, it means they're not destroying the store. It's exhausting, but it needs to be done. I wish others would be as considerate, at least during the holiday shopping months. I worked retail for 6 years, I feel the workers' pain!
And worse, I see parents getting super indignant when an employee musters up the courage to advise them to keep their kids by their side. As a former retail wench, I know a few kind words really help employees push through the season. Whenever possible, I thank them and give them words of encouragement once the parents and kids are out of earshot. (No point in creating conflict with parents who have proven themselves devoid of any sense of responsibility.)
So please give retail workers some love during this trying season, just think about all the good karma you can bank.
Also, if any of ya'll have had to put these parents in their place, please regale me with your experience!
Holy crap, I would have been
Holy crap, I would have been itching for a fist fight too!
The only thing more
The only thing more nauseating and disgusting than a toxic snarky little shit of a fuck trophy kid is their completely detestable parents.
Good for you for setting bowed up mommy and daddy straight and give that rabbit an extra carrot for nailing that little shit kid.
Nothing pisses me off more than an idiot parent forcing their kid on the public when that kid has no business being seen much less forced on the public. On several occasions I have put incorrigible little shit kids and their idiot parents in their place in public. That some adults cannot comprehend that their children are little assholes who need an ass whoopin just boggles my mind.
A kid running amok in a restaurant is my personal pinnacle pet peeve. I will call for the manage rand instruct that the little crotch nugget be ejected from the restaurant for disrupting the rest of the customers meal. I have even pushed my chair back into the area where the kid is running amok to keep the little bastard from running and screaming behind me. That the kid ran into the chair and busted his lip ….. tough shit and good riddance. }:) The kid knew what they were doing was wrong and kept looking back to see if daddy was going to come after them. Running looking backwards is a bad move. A chair might just jump into your path if you are not looking where you are going. :?
For some reason the parents of these little failed genetic experiments think that everyone else should accept, tolerate, and think that their little snot bucket running around screaming in public is cute.
Nope, I call the little assholes and their useless parents on that kind of crap.
what?! this child opened a
what?! this child opened a cage and got bit. she deserved what she got. i hope the parents had a good talk to the child for it. a child that does not respect an animal grows up to be like those "children" who set that innocent turtle on fire.
Oh boy, you got to deal with
Oh boy, you got to deal with drunk indignant parents, I applaud you keeping your composure, I doubt I would have been able to feign any semblance of professionalism.
My first career was as a
My first career was as a restaurateur. I formed a franchise holding and operating company with several investors. We owned a number of concepts and locations. The best memories I have of that phase of my career is the amazing young high school and college aged staff I worked with, and the toxic customers and occasionally their children that had to be dealt with.
I have experienced several similar incidents to what you have shared, everything from intoxicated parents ranting that their little toxic darlings were being mistreated to middle aged children apologizing for the toxic rants of their geriatric parents.
I did that when I worked at
I did that when I worked at dunkin donuts. I used to always give this sweet girl, Emily, a free strawberry sprinkled donut as her family was leaving. Her uncle brought in his bratty daughter expecting the same treatment, I just stood there and engaged in a staring contest with him until he put the money on the counter.
Haha, I should make a huge
Haha, I should make a huge scene next time a kid runs into me, I'll fall to the ground hard, clutch my knee and make sure everyone can hear my cries of pain.
Unfortunately, most people
Unfortunately, most people are either way too scared or too apathetic to do anything when it involves bad parents and their kids. We've been told that it's not our place to step into another parent's domain.
HA! Hell-spawn and feral?
HA! Hell-spawn and feral? I've decided I need to use those words more often.
Let me tell you about
Let me tell you about Emily.....I hate this kid and her mother. I work retail in a small specialized store. Emily's mom regularly comes into the store sits down and gets on her phone while Emily destroys everything.....everything. About every minute we hear "Emilyyyyy....Emilyyyy" in this shrill pig holler of a southern accent. Then her mom goes back to her phone. Never checks on her devil spawn. Just leaves her to run around like we are a daycare. If we try to make Emily behave she just gets worse.
One day after about 20 minutes of this, some other customer who looked like a character from Sons of Anarchy, comes up to Emily, who is on her regular search and destroy mission and says in a mean voice "Emily do you want to come home with me."
My co-worker goes into defense mode. I follow suit. We may hate Emily, but this guy was not her father and he wasn't taking her without a fight. Emily started screaming. I guess by her tone, she finally had her mothers attention. Her mom came around and saw me and my co-worker staring this guy down and moving her daughter out of his way. She grabbed Emily and left.
The biker dudes wife then comes up and says to her DH "that was mean." The guy looks at us and says "I wasn't going to take her, I just wanted to wake her mother up to the danger she is putting her daughter into."
Now here is the kicker. The only reason I went into defense mode was because my co-worker did, she alerted me that he wasn't the father. I was still new. If my co-worker didn't freak out I probably would have let the guy walk out with Emily. Not because I am some monster. But because he was the only adult I had ever seen with Emily. His mean tone of voice sounded the exact way her mothers screeching sounded.
Her mom didn't learn. But her mom is afraid of me now. I say something every time Emily destroys something. I have it all on camera so if mommy has a problem I will just show the police and CPS how much she bothers to watch and manage Emily.
Ugh, its impossible reforming
Ugh, its impossible reforming bad parents, and it seems like they're multiplying exponentially.
"...just running feral."
"...just running feral." Brilliant.
Course that brings up all the spay and neuter images from the SPCA.
I work in retail, by choice,
I work in retail, by choice, and I show no mercy to pond scum parents and their swamp fart offspring. The $5 they might spend from their rent money on their single wide isn't worth the 45 minutes I have to spend cleaning up after the terrors. I have had a child knock down a huge display, break several of the items, and had the parent blame the fragility of a free standing shelf that old people in motorized wheelchairs have backed into and never knocked down a single item. Ugh!
Oh, and if I ever want a baby, I just need to go to a mall on Saturday and wait. I have parents leave their babies in the strollers outside my store to come in to browse...
For me, I just have to go to
For me, I just have to go to a matinee showing of an animated movie on a Saturday. But the last time I did, it was so awful that I refuse to take the kids to movies on opening weekends. They don't mind at all, because they witnessed the same horror at the theater.
2, 4, and 6?! If she couldn't
2, 4, and 6?! If she couldn't get it right with the first kid, why did she keep popping them out?
Keep the stories coming! My
Keep the stories coming! My coworkers are wondering why I'm cracking up.
These stories also remind me of rowdy kids in movie theaters.
Last year, I had to speak to a Cinemark manager to defend his employee after some trashy mom (with an exposed tramp stamp and super low rise jeans that haven't fit her since high school) was complaining about the poor guy rounding up her kids because they were climbing over the rows of seats. I needed to make sure that a good employee didn't get shit for going above and beyond for the other 30+ families in the room. Of course, I got an earful of incoherent sputtering from the mom, what little I could decipher were derogatory remarks about my ethnicity (somehow I failed to see how that related to the problem at hand).
I didn't realize it until now, but since then, whenever we go watch a family movie, I subconsciously sit closer to the aisle (I guess in case the staff needs backup).
Ughhhhh.... I worked in
Ughhhhh....
I worked in cosmetic stores all through high school and university, like Sephora, Ulta etc.. We have a few different ones in Canada.
1. Little girls picking up lipsticks and smooshing them, or even worse trying them on... Do you know how nasty store testers are??? I watched one do it with about 3 lipsticks then informed the mother she may want to go get her kid checked since the last lady who tried the lipstick had an oozing cold sore. I also didn't tell her about the chunk of lipstick in the kids pocket. Let her find out on laundry day.
2. I do this all the time- TRY IT! In a store when a kid is being a turd, smile VERY sweetly and tell them "Santa is watching." This is especially effective when done in July.
oF course, saying "birthcontrol' loudly works too.....
... reviving. I work myself a
... reviving.
I work myself a little retail gig, and some horrific woman came in with a gaggle of child support check earners (her kids... 5 of them... and they all looked wildly different(ginger, brunette, pitch black hair, cleft chin, and so on), but all called her mom or moooommmyyyyy), and her 7/8 year old broke something that was placed high on a shelf to specifically keep it out of kid's hands, all before I had the opportunity to holler at her. (Which I do, I yell at unruly kids that aren't being supervised.) All of a sudden, mommy is right there asking how much it is. I tell her, and suddenly I get a sob story about how she only has $30 to her name, and that they only way her family eats is because she qualifies for food stamps, she doesn't get enough in child support, she's a single mother just trying to get by etc.
She is so lucky that I found no point in pursuing either her payment of the broken item, or calling the police.
I did tell her in no simple words that she and her brood needed to go to a store that was more accommodating to people of her buying power, like a dollar store, oh, and that perhaps she would have more money if she hadn't bought herself and all of her children Starbucks coffee and fraps. (I'm not being a snob, the most expensive item where I work is $39.99, over half the store is $10 or under.)
Working with the public has turned me into a Grade A Bitch.
Crucify me if you must, but at the end of my exchange with her she asked me if I knew where a dollar store was so she could (AFTER her little monster child broke something!) go and purchase the item that her little monster kid was screaming about wanting.
And, the type of mother described above is exactly the reason why my SD is turning into a spoiled rotten, entitled little brat. UGH.
Kids running rampant in
Kids running rampant in stores drives me nuts. I usually will tell the kid loudly, in a firm but polite voice, "Don't run in the store! You may hurt someone!" I then wait to see if parent responds. If they have any sense, they reel the kids in. If they don't the kids still run. At that point I will shout, "If you hurt me, I WILL CALL THE POLICE TO COME AND GET YOU, AND FILE CHARGES AGAINST YOUR (MOM/DAD) SO THEY WILL HAVE TO PAY ME MONEY FOR A LONG, LONG TIME or else GO TO JAIL."
It usually works.
Bravo!
Yo por eso evito este tipo de
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