It’s that time again: time for another bitch fest. This time I’d like to take the opportunity to cuss at all the rude ill-mannered children and their equally rude poorly mannered parents.
Last night, SF and I went to dinner in Silver Spring. We had ourselves an enjoyable dinner at My Thai at Silver Spring, then we went downstairs to Ben & Jerry’s to gorge on some ice cream. When we arrived, there was a customer ahead of us, so we hung back a moment, goofing off, laughing and having a good time.
That customer completed our order, so SF and I moved forward to look into the ice cream case to decide which kind of ice cream we wanted. While we were looking, and I would say we had been looking in the case for approximately 45 seconds when two rude ass children came up in front of us to look into the case.
Now, there is more than enough room for everyone to look in the case, but this particular store has those rope barriers to keep people in a line. So the kids pretty much jumped in front of us and made it difficult to go around. SF was trying to find a particular ice cream but because the kids were there, she couldn’t see into the whole case.
I believe it is rude to cuss at children that are not yours. Well, let me qualify that. I don’t cuss at small children. Teenagers will get cussed at. These kids were about 8 and 10 years old. They are too young for me to cuss at them so I gave them the nastiest look I could to let them know that they were wrong. These kids were apparently poorly trained because they just looked at me so blankly. They didn’t get the impression at all that they were in the wrong.
Then the mother comes up in front of us and just stands there while we were trying to place our order. So I said to the air, “Damn, I didn’t know it was still 1965.” SF started laughing but I was dead serious. In all actuality, I will not say this was about race, it just that this woman and her kids were exceptionally rude and have no home training.
The guy behind the counter gives us our ice cream and now it is time to pay but the rude ass bitch and her snotty ass kids were still standing in the way. Under normal circumstances I do say, “Please,” “thank you,” and “excuse me,” but when you are purposely in the way–and you fucking know it–you should be the one to say “excuse me,” and move your lame ass out the way. They just fucking stood there.
So I said, “excuse me,” in the shittiest tone ever. Then the woman… oh my God… She hugged her kids close to her (like someone was going to snatch their ugly asses) and then she waved her hands and me and said, “GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!” like I was in her way.
I responded, “Go?”
She said, “Well, you’re in the way.”
I try so hard not to flip out at every situation and I will give myself a bronze star for not throwing my ice cream at this woman. I did not even give her the benefit of a fucking response. I just went up to the counter and paid for my ice cream and we left out of the store.
What I would have liked to say:
I’m in your way? Bitch, I was there first, minding my own business, until your ugly kids came and cut in front of us and now we’re in your way? Why doesn’t anybody have any fucking manners these days? Why everywhere you go, people are rude and classless? I just can’t take it anymore.
But I would be wrong if I started cussing at her stank ass kids with kool-aid stains around their mouth (Seriously, who lets their kids out the house like that?). I would be wrong if I turned around and said something to her with that fucked up scraggly ass over-fried hair. Then everybody would be looking at me like, “Oh, how rude.” But I wanted to enjoy my evening. I didn’t want to get arrested. And I don’t want two little kids to have to see their mother get bitch slapped in downtown Silver Spring.