I went into a coffeehouse just today during the lunchtime rush. I only had 10 minutes on the parking meter, so the intent was to grab a quick bite and a coffee and be on my way. I was feeling very tired and sick from not eating for awhile and I had to quickly get back to work.
I walk in to the sight of a coffeehouse packed with a lot of annoyed people waiting for their orders that they had already paid for and a kid sitting on the counter where you are supposed to order. I am next in line, but it takes quite a bit for the 2 workers to get to me because they are barely able to keep up with everything.
Then it occurs to me what is going on.
The mother of the child is having her 2 year old child work the register and take the money. This is causing all hell to break loose in the place.
The child is being a child. He is knocking things over, almost falling off of the table, and pressing random buttons on the register. The 3 workers are constantly cleaning up after him rather than taking care of the customers. A state of panic would be a good description.
My coffee is 3.75. She tells him to press those buttons. First he puts in 344777.000. She clears it and then he puts in 37555555.0000. This went on for about 6 rounds until he almost fell off the counter again.
Finally she puts in the proper amount. Then we went through the same cycle with the cost of my lunch. Then the kid started knocking over things all over the counter. Again.
Then, she has me give him the money so that he can get me change.
You know, the kid was actually cute. This led me to think that this is either really adorable or really annoying. I’m gonna have to go with annoying.
I’m not a jerk. If I knew this family personally and it wasn’t rush hour during lunchtime, I would have been amused and more than willing to play.
However making the lunchtime rush line play with your kid is just ridiculous. We’re hungry, tired, and most of us need to get back to our jobs quickly or we might get yelled at or fired. Your job is to take money and serve us lunch, not force us to be your kid’s amusement.
She tells me, “I’m sorry, he wants to play with the register.” without my saying or doing anything that showed I was annoyed. This tells me that she knew she was being inappropriate, but did it anyway.
I was polite about it on the surface, but honestly, I am tired of irresponsible parents assuming that everyone else must play with/watch after/be amused by their precious snowflake. I was feeling ill and all I wanted was something to eat. I did not want to be stuck in line for god knows how long while this kid has his way and you are unable to do your job because your kid is too young to understand how to use a freaking cash register and you have to keep correcting him.
Also: Hello – kid almost falling off a table! Not cool!
Not everyone wants to play with children all the time. It is rude and presumptuous to just put a stranger in that situation. I would never ask a stranger to hold my bag or play with my pet, so where does it follow that it’s ok to make strangers play with your kids during the lunch rush? She didn’t even ask anyone if it was ok that Sonnyboy rung them up.
This is the problem. RIght here. Bad parents rely on the social pressure we all have placed on us to let parents do fuck all everything and anything whenever they want.
Let their kid run around a restaurant like an animal? Sure!
Let their kid touch or hit someone else? Right on!
Let their kid put their arms outside of rides and sue the park when the kid loses his arm? OK! (I saw a family doing this when I was at Disney, but the kid didn’t lose his arm, luckily. That was a different family.)
If I said, “I’m sorry, could you please just get and ring up my order?” I would have been seen as a colossal douche. Since nothing came out of my vagina, I am not allowed to do whatever I want.
I can always point to my Mom who raised 11 children. I told her about this incident. She hates people like this. Her attitude is that she raised 11 and not one of hers would ever inconvenience a stranger. She taught me early that I should not scream, hit, or get in anyone’s way. It is OK to play, but when work needs to be done, I had to let the adults handle it.
My Mom took the responsibility seriously. My friends who have kids also take it seriously.
I wish more parents would realize what a commitment raising a child really is.
I have tremendous respect for responsible parents that care about their kids. I have no respect for those that do not understand responsibility. A vagina is not a superhighway to I-can-do-whatever-I-want land.