It all started one day when my family and I had gone to a chicken wing restaurant. Immediately we see a baby. Oh god, let it be behaved… Nope, it wasn’t. The family with the baby showed no signs of moving. Play with the baby for an hour; eat a bite too small for an ant.
Then I notice the cheeky grin on their little boy’s face, not caring about his bawling baby sibling. Instead he sits under the table… staring and smiling. Baby is bawling and laughing at the same time constantly. Wanted to pull a Van Gogh and cut off my ear.
Then I look at the floor under the table. This kid has ripped up a napkin into a million pieces. The black floor has turned white from it. Then he starts running around the place. He stares at his mom. I am not impressed. This lady ignored him, and continues to talk to her giant family. Lady, stop letting your kid run around. Your baby is hungry. Feed it!
The baby continued to cry and the family finally finishes their food. Oh Jesus no! They ordered beer. We’re almost done with our food, but others in the restaurant are suffering. Everybody is shooting dirty looks at this family now. Kid keeps running. We finish and hightail it out of there. God knows if they ever left.
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Thank you for reading my story, we went to an escape room after it. it was fun! That chicken I got was worth all the pain. If you can, visit the restaurant!
Children are truly a scourge! They have no place in society! They should be neither seen nor heard! It should be illegal to inflict your progeny on the rest of the public. No one thinks they're cute, or funny. No one wants to see or hear it. Keep your kids out of public til the age of 21. It's the only decent thing to do.
Wonder what your mother thought of you. Like she never had to bring you out into public before. Babies are going to cry. It's what they do. Stop being an inconsiderate asshole and if you don't want to eat in a establishment with a baby then maybe YOU should leave.