I know what you're thinking...
You're a mother! How could you wish harm on a child!
Yeah some kids are assholes, but they are only children.
Its the parents you should have wanted to punch.
Yeah some kids are assholes, but they are only children.
Its the parents you should have wanted to punch.
While all of these are true, the girl is now on my list.
I am a mother, and after becoming a mother, I realized I hate most children. You really start to see how much other people's kids suck, because of how much you love your own, who obviously are perfect. No other child in the world matters as much as yours does.
Kids can be assholes and they are only children, but don't let them fool you. They know what they're doing. They know what they're saying. Kids are smart, and kids are malicious. Even more malicious than high school girls who sarcastically compliment your Walmart brand tennis shoes, while they wear Nikes and Adidas in gym class, but that is a wound that has yet to fully heal, so lets get back to the topic at hand.
Kids. Are. Mean. Kids. Are. Assholes.
Parents do have responsibility and play a role in how their children act, but you cannot control a child 100% of the time, especially when it comes to the shit that's flying out of their mouth. The kids themselves don't even have that much control of what is coming out of their mouths.
With all that being said, here's why I wanted to punch a kid in the face...
So there we were in Walmart checking out the newest, over-priced Thomas & Friends train sets, just minding our own business when a girl (the girl who is now on my list) who is probably 7 or 8 years old walks past us with her dad and says "That's a baby..." referring to my almost 3 year old son. I smile at her and her inability to tell the difference between a toddler and a baby when she continues "... I don't like babies."
And just like that Mama Bear is here. My eyebrows (which are great by the way) move into the "excuse me, the fuck did you just say" formation. My grip on the cart tightens trying to distract my body from its natural instincts to punch this girl in her stupid face. My mouth purses and my teeth clench. I want to reply "That's ok, he doesn't like assholes either," but I dont.
I wait.
I wait for her father to say something like, "Sorry." Or even "Kids. Haha." Maybe a "Hey kid. Don't be an asshole..."
I wasn't really expecting an apology, or even a half-ass apology. I literally just wanted him to acknowledge that his kid is being an asshole, but this dick head doesn't even realize his stupid kid is talking to him and continues walking faster than his daughter without turning around to see if she's even still there.
I take a breath and look back to my children, who didn't even realize there was anyone other than me and Thomas in that aisle, so I let it go... This time.
Moral of the story, if your kid is being an asshole, call them out on it. We have enough assholes adults, we don't need any more.
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