Hell, I’m 34 and I think my mom would still kick my ass if I said that word in front of her. :eek:
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Say what? You’re going to have to explain that again. Because it makes absolutely no sense at all.
He said WHAT?!?
Y’all got some mean parents. I would not have gotten beaten to death for saying fuck off to a stranger.
I would have gotten a stern talking to and the Mom Look. I would not have met death. I merely would have begged for its sweet release.
OK, Dad would have spanked me into tears. That was still more merciful then the Mom Look.
Luckily, our kid usually conks right out as soon as we put him in the stroller. When he does start crying, though, I take him outside and walk around the block, which usually puts him back to sleep. It’s only at home that he turns into a screaming terror ;).
It’s not that I’m not aware that kids won’t act up, or act out. It’s the obliviousness of the parents (or caretakers) that really bothers me. Sometimes you just have to suck up and deal, I’ll admit - but there should be some limits, and if no one is asserting limits, the lovely little monsters will walk all over anyone they meet.
And, yes, I’ve taken The Monster or her brother out of stores while I was shopping if they started acting like hellions. It’s no fun standing next to a car holding a screaming toddler, telling him that he’s not going to be allowed to go where Mommy is until he quiets down - but it’s better than having the same tantrum going on inside the store. (Actually, I’ll admit I did get a compliment from a little old lady who was pleased to see me talking calmly to the boy, while he was screaming.)
Khadaji, let me add a vote to have you come back and more fully explain that cow-orker’s comment. Please. (I’m really hoping it’s some kind of typo. I’m afraid it isn’t, but I’m hoping…)
Well I had been at a high-end dining establishment with a woman. Some couple had a screaming child there. I was complaining about this at work. I said that at a high-end restaurant it was *not *appropriate to have screaming children. There are a lot of places you can be where you can intrude on the lives of others, but when I’m spending a few hundred dollars on a meal (in a small town) this is just out and out rude. He said I was wrong. That my choice was intruding on his life. After all, he didn’t choose to not have kids.
He didn’t see how a screaming child was intruding on several people’s meals. He only felt that our choice to not have kids was intruding on his. He maintained that his logic was identical to mine.
He didn’t feel that I could play a loud radio in a restaurant though. He said that is different. Loud radios are rude, screaming children are not. I never could get to the bottom of his logic.
Maybe it is me though. I see people making the choice to intrude on my life every day, so I suppose it is my logic that is off.
Well, if yours is off, so is mine.
Of course, considering I’m nuts - that’s not quite the support you might have hoped it might be. 
Um, nope. I’m still not getting it.
Are you actually asserting that somebody actually said this? Truthfully?
Please tell me you kicked this guy’s nuts up through his cranium. That’s really the only rational response to something like that.
Honestly, I’m stunned. How does one fight ignorance that’s that deep?
With a cluebat. And not a foam one.
Yeah, I would even say “nail-studded cluebat” might be in order. :mad:
I told my dad to Fuck Off once.
Thirty minutes later I was living out of my car.
Holy cow. How young are the kids?
Is it a stand-alone store or part of a mall? If it’s in a mall, I’d call mall security and have an announcement made about lost children at your store, if possible getting the parent’s names so they’d be embarrassed and would have to come get their kids. If it were a stand-alone store, I’d consider calling the local Child Protective Services and reporting the children as abandoned.
The supermarket:
Mum “how about these then?” (holds up cereal packet)
5yo “you can buy them but I’m not fucking eating them”
Mum “which ones then?”
5yo “not bothered”
Jesus wept missus why not just twat the little bastard around the head?
If you’d given me the OK I’d have done it for you
I think the term isn’t so much ignorance as idiocy. As in “unwillingness to use the mind one actually does own;” willful stupidity.
Some people are afraid that if they ever start thinking, their brains will overheat and make their eyes explode.
She shoots, she scores!
I would have got arrested. If a kid said that to me at minimum I would have grabbed them by the shirt and towed them over to the nearest identifiable parental unit.
Well, I think those people should test that hypothesis. I mean, it’s basically a win-win, whether they were right or not.
Great acting, charming script, and decent cinematography. I expect it will take a few Oscars this year.
But I was a little disappointed with the ending. Can we get the director’s cut? How huffliy did they leave? Did they make some sort of totally ignorant remarks?
Entertain me, dammit!
Man, you people would have hated my dad.
The first time I ever went to a Toys 'R Us he purposely built it up in my head the whole trip (and probably a few days ahead of time). “There are toys all the way up to the ceiling! Giant boxes filled with everything you can imagine!”
When I got there I was immediately overwhelmed at went running full tilt down the isle until I hyperventilated for sheer amazement. They had to take me out and calm me down. I think it was a while before I could even enter one of those stores.
And his plan worked, masterfully. (bolding mine)