I pit people who don't pay attention to their kids at the grocery store

My personal favorite in this regard are the occasional people who snarl about the noisy kids or make angry faces at me when I’m sitting with my daughter in the local brewpub and she is pointing at the funny men throwing the ball on TV and talking at a reasonable volume.

A) this place has child seats, a kid’s menu, and full-size coloring books.
B) this is a cafe with a bar and TVs with Steelers football on, a fan group not known for being quiet in central PA.
C) she’s being noticeably less loud than the two drunk guys screaming at the TV you just walked past to give me a piece of your mind.

Thanks for the laugh, I actually laughed out loud on this one. You cannot find one post of mine that says any of that - if nothing else, it requires far too much energy for me to hate anyone. Sure, I resent being required to put up with screaming destructive children, and then having the “privilege” to pay to support children their parents had no business having, but I am certainly not alone in any of that - do all folks who feel that way “hate kids”? Maybe someday people will realize that having kids is a choice just like any other choice, and there simply isn’t something so important about it that it should be considered above all else, but I’d just be happy if parents would go back to raising their kids in a way that makes it likely they will grow up to be worthwhile humans. And quit expecting everyone else to think their kids are as important as they think they are.

Liberals? That’s even funnier. No one political party/ideology comes close to covering the things that are important to me, so why are you focusing on liberals? I support abortion, birth control, sex ed and pretty much anything else that makes the religious right crazy. Just because I’m financial conservative doesn’t mean I “hate liberals”. Good lord.

Maybe I’m getting an idea where you got this fixation on confirmation bias…

Thank you for the quick example of the sort of post that causes people like Zeriel to assume he has a clue about me. I’ve said many, many times what I consider to be poorly behaved, but you prefer to ignore it and make up your own stories.

Or you completely willfully misunderstand and exaggerate what has been said. Vitriol? “Cruel and bitter criticism”? Most of the criticism was aimed at the father who was really clueless in that story, and what there was aimed at the children (who probably should have known better as well) certainly wasn’t cruel or bitter.

Expecting docile and angelic? Where do you get that from the responses to “I chase my 4 year old around like he’s wandering through a construction zone, and he still gets into things I don’t want him to. Then I throw my 3 items in the basket, and desperately try to keep him away from the candy at the checkout.” And, none of the complaints were aimed at the child himself, despite what you say.

You should try that some time, see how it works for you. I’d love to be left to mind my own business, but it simply isn’t allowed.

Well, Zeriel, apparently you would never have noticed that curlcoat was a bitch if I didn’t tell you. So, um, sorry about that, I guess.

I resent having to listen to shrieking harpies and then having the privilege of paying for her ‘Disability Pension’ out of my weekly taxes…if only her parents had realised they had no business having her in the first place.

Y’see, works both ways darls…being accommodated in a glass house leaves one fewer missiles to hurl. :smiley:

Damn, you must be the unluckiest old broad around!! I travel public transport twice a day (45 km each way), go shopping at malls at least ONCE every two days, traverse public shopping strips five out of seven days, and I manage to mind my own business each and every time.

So, what’s YOUR problem curlcoat?? :stuck_out_tongue:

See, **curlcoat’s **actual disability is that she secretes a mysterious pheromone that is only detectable by misbehaving children and tax collectors. They can’t get enough of it, and swarm to her like dogs to an overturned sausage delivery truck.

Unless your precious little grandbastards are being ignored or someone complains about an annoying child, then you seem to make it your business to tell everyone how babies and children are angelic beings who deserve respect far and above adults who actually contribute to society.

Your brewpub needs to decide if they’re a pub or a family restaurant. Pubs are one of the few places I can hope to have a meal or drink without having kids around, except kids are allowed in bars and pubs here if there aren’t any VLTs on site, and some parents don’t seem to understand that a pub is an adult environment. I’d say you get 50% of the blame for not understanding that, and the pub gets the other 50% for making any accommodations for clueless parents.

You should probably actually start contributing to society before you make this particular bitch, you mouth-breathing con artist.

I’d say you’re an gibbering moron, then, because the staff loves my well-behaved daughter, and it’s only the few curmudgeonly idiots who think any kid in public is automatically ill-behaved who have a problem with her behavior.

Babies and children are not angels. None of them are. Even the best behaved child is at least occasionally bratty, moody, cranky or just plain annoying.

Yes, there are bad parents out there. Yes, their kids can be like harpies in public places.

However, what you don’t notice (since we work hard for you not to notice) are the good parents out there who have trained our little non-angels to behave in public (and private for that matter).

Seriously, when there is a kid screaming, kicking your chair in a restaurant or playing with things in stores, do you know who the first person who picks up on it is? A parent who is appalled by the behaviour and wishes they could correct it for the seemingly ignorant parent of that child. (Sometimes we even do.)

The second set of people who pick up on it are my kids. They get this scared look on their face like, ‘is that kid crazy? They are so dead.’

Are my kids angels? Hell, no. Do they behave in public? Damn straight.

This, a thousand times this. I notice pretty much 100% of badly behaved kids, just due to dad radar meaning anything even remotely similar to a cry gets my instant undivided attention. And then I hate the bad parents for giving ammunition to people like Cat and curly.

This, too.

Hey, I’ve cut way back on my gibbering! :smiley:

I have probably contributed more to society in terms of the people I’ve helped deal with abusive relationships, addictions, and mental illness, than many religious leaders. And I have certainly contributed more than any screaming brat.

How can you contribute if you can’t shake hands of the people you’re helping?

Do you actually think it is necessary to touch someone to help them?

This was brilliant. Thanks for the tips. Usually shopping is fine for us, but if I have to take both 4 year olds with me (plus we will be having a new baby in the Spring) it is usually a little more of a hassle. I like this a lot.

Hope you find it helpful. And now would be the perfect time to practice, since things will only get more complicated in Spring! (Congratulations!)

I haven’t read all of this thread but it looks like it has devolved into the very predictable “we hate kids” vs “I love my kids and you shouldn’t hate them” camps.

Well, as a single guy (not married I mean) who often encounters parents with children in movie theaters, airplanes, grocery stores, and wherever else, I just want to THANK you parents for not keeping your children locked up 24/7. I enjoy seeing your kids being kids, in all manners of places public.

Non-parent who likes most kids here. I do notice crying or fussing, usually in a “does the child or parent need help?” vein. I’ve seen behavior as obnoxious from teens or adults as from small children, who at least have the excuse of social inexperience and still-developing neurology.

More like the “trolls” and “people who feed them” camps. The rest of us know that when curlcoat and ZPG show up to a parenting thread, it’s time to get out of the pool.