I really don't hate kids. I hate shitty kids. The ones who tear through everything in the store like its a fucking playground. At least once a week I see a terrible parent drop their terrible child off at our store, and then proceed elsewhere. We are not babysitters. As much as I appreciate your kid spinning our clearance racks like a merry-go-round, I really don't feel like picking up 30 movies that were flung off said rack by said shitty child. I really don't enjoy when they ask me a thousand questions that I have answered a thousand times. (I could go into a whole post about parents letting their kids ask questions/pay/call/etc... but that will have to wait.)
If you have kids, do everyone at retail a favor: FUCKING WATCH THEM. I know it must be hard to have to watch them 24/7, but guess what, you were the one who got knocked up/did the knocking up. I don't feel bad for you. Do like my other favorite parents do and get them a leash. (pictures and stories to come later.)
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