Have You Ever Yelled at Someone Else's Kid?

[madmax]

Originally Posted by carnation

Have you ever accidentally yelled at someone else's kid? I am still laughing hysterically over what 2 of our daughters did on vacation:

1st one: we are in Cinderella Castle at Disney and 1 daughter sees a blond kid with his hands all over a painting, thinks it's her brother, and screams, "Hands off!" Ooo. not her brother.

2nd one: same day and another daughter hears a kid whine, "My feet are tired!", thinks it's another brother, and yells, "Too bad, butthead!" Again, a stranger. LOL.

Maybe I should have posted this under "Have you ever remembered something funny in the middle of the night and laughed so hard that you couldn't get back to sleep?" because last night, I thought about these and watching the girls try to play it off and I laughed until I cried.

Has anyone else ever done this?

Accidentially? No, I do it on purpose.

A couple of years ago I was walking my dog. As I rounded the corner there was a retarded looking kid standing in his yard. As I passed this idiot threw a dodgball at my dog. I caught the ball one handed like Adam Sandler in Billy Madison. I thought about nailing the kid right between the eyes but I figured I would get sued. If assault was a $5 fine I would have given the kid and his parents a beating. I yelled at the kid but I think he was too stupid to even know what I was saying so I just took the ball and walked home.

[dekeguy]

Last year I was hosting a sit-down dinner at my place for friends and co-workers to celebrate a major occasion. This was relatively formal with cocktails before, wines with dinner, and cognac and liqueurs after. It was clearly a "grown-up" sort of dinner but one couple brought their five year old along. Not because they couldn't find a baby sitter but because they wanted to introduce their little monster to dinner alternatives other than a "happy meal". There were 18 planned for dinner so shoe-horning in a 19th was an interesting excersise in creative seating geometry. I'll gloss over discussion as to the relative do's and dont's of their adding a five year old uninvited guest to an adult dinner party as I am always open to stretching hospitality as far as I can. However, this little monster had no concept of how to behave and his parents seemed to take no notice of his outrageous and incessant bad behaviour. I thought I'd just grin and bear it until it became apparent that my other guests were likewise being continually annoyed by this little brat. I then looked him dead in the eyes and said, 'Son, at your parents house they make the rules. At my house I make the rules and my rules are that you settle down, be quiet, stop annoying everyone else, and do it now.' The table could be described as 'all smiles' except for the parents who actually seemed bewildered that anyone might find fault with their little darling. From that point on the boy behaved quite well, listened to what was going on around him and seemed to be enjoying himself.
Next day I asked my mom and dad about how I handled the situation. Dad said that my primary obligation was to my guests collectively. I had welcomed the couple with their uninvited brat and tried to be accommodating. When my other guests were subjected to continuous disruptive bad manners I took control and delt with the situation. Net result was that all my other guests had a nice evening, the boy learned (I hope) something about limits, and the parents ... well, you can't winn them all.
Mom took a (tounge in cheek?) approach to the effect that in an ideal world the parents would never have been given a license to breed. She feared the gene pool was in danger of further pollution (double meaning here).

[KSUViolet06]

Originally Posted by dekeguy

Last year I was hosting a sit-down dinner at my place for friends and co-workers to celebrate a major occasion. This was relatively formal with cocktails before, wines with dinner, and cognac and liqueurs after. It was clearly a "grown-up" sort of dinner but one couple brought their five year old along. Not because they couldn't find a baby sitter but because they wanted to introduce their little monster to dinner alternatives other than a "happy meal". There were 18 planned for dinner so shoe-horning in a 19th was an interesting excersise in creative seating geometry. I'll gloss over discussion as to the relative do's and dont's of their adding a five year old uninvited guest to an adult dinner party as I am always open to stretching hospitality as far as I can. However, this little monster had no concept of how to behave and his parents seemed to take no notice of his outrageous and incessant bad behaviour.

Random, but:

I have no clue what makes some people think that an invite extended to "You and Husband" equals "You, Husband, and Your Kid."

Note to parents: It does NOT. And you are rude for bringing them.

[ASTalumna06]

I've never yelled at a kid accidentally. Only on purpose.

I worked at an amusement park for 3 summers. If you don't take control, yell, kick kids off of rides and/or have them thrown out of the park every so often, you're going to have more problems than you'd like.

[carnation]

As a former amusement park employee myself, I hear you. The best candidates to kick out are usually the kids whose parents have bought them yearlong passes and then dump them off at the park everyday for free babysitting. After the first week, they get bored and raise hell throughout the park for the rest of the summer. It usually takes weeks for security to physically snatch up the little demons, take their passes, and call their parents (who blame the park for not understanding their darlings).

[ASTalumna06]

Originally Posted by carnation

As a former amusement park employee myself, I hear you. The best candidates to kick out are usually the kids whose parents have bought them yearlong passes and then dump them off at the park everyday for free babysitting. After the first week, they get bored and raise hell throughout the park for the rest of the summer. It usually takes weeks for security to physically snatch up the little demons, take their passes, and call their parents (who blame the park for not understanding their darlings).

No, the worst part of the whole thing is... the month of June.

Field trips. Hundreds of kids. Only a few chaperones... and they hang out on the quiet, peaceful lake cruise all day long. Although, I can't say that I blame them. They have to deal with those crazy children every day at school.