When I was in my late teens I used to frequently go to a local restaurant in my hometown in the UK to treat myself. Sometimes I brought my girlfriend with me. I new one of the members of staff at this restaurant so I really liked the place.
But one afternoon a family consisting of two women and two little girls sits at the table next to me. I have never felt comfortable around children and things were only going to get worse. The girls decided to constantly harass me by shouting at me. The women tried to get them to shut up and let me eat my dinner in peace but to little effect. The girls continued to shout “HELLO! HELLO! HELLO! over at me. I tried ignoring them but no luck. The women must have realised I was on the verge of loosing my cool as I was turning steadily more red and clutching my knife very hard and told the girls to shut up, still no effect. I restrained myself from saying anything to the family and left quietly. But now I wished I said something and showed the little brats some harassment of my own!
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i would have made the waiter move me, and i would have screamed SHUT UP SHUT UP every time they yelled hello.
a different table would have been a must for me!
I would have tried to turn my back on the kids and ignore them, if that didn't work I would have had the waiter move me, and would have been specific why I wanted to move.
Parents are idiots to let their kids act that way. It's no the child's fault it's the parents.
I would have explained to them that there is in fact no Santa Claus, and that there parents have been lying to them. Then I would tell them that they were adopted. Won't shut them up but their howling will suddenly become satisfying.
I got to this website trying to tell this weird story about a diner I had at a restaurant where this kid threw his meal against the wall. How did I end up here?