Several years ago, a local Little League team won the World Championships. IIRC, they won again the next year. In the years since, they've still managed to get pretty far despite some kids outgrowing the age limit and new kids joining the team. So you would expect the local team to be full of good role models, as the adults hold them to high standards, right?
Dead wrong.
My family went out to a local pizza buffet/arcade celebrate my daughter's second birthday. It was fine for about ten minutes. Then the team arrived, accompanied by at least 4-5 adults. They absolutely DESTROYED the buffet, and when they finished, they moved on to the arcade. There, they were moving the machines around to find tokens, running around screaming, hitting each other with the whack-a-mole hammer, complaining that my husband and I had our daughter in there (she loves Skee Ball)... they were just being horrible.
The employees were being rather generous with tokens on this particular day and ended up giving my husband $25 worth for only $10- I guess the kids were getting to them, too. He used them all on one particular game, ran it out of tickets, waited around for a guy to come put more in so it could continue giving him his tickets, ran it out of tickets AGAIN, and just gave up because he'd used all of his tokens and the machine only owed him a few more tickets anyway. This whole thing took about half an hour, and some of the kids were complaining that he was hogging the machine- he only spent five minutes actually putting tokens in and the rest of the time it was slowly doling out tickets, so it's not like he had a choice in the matter.
I think the worst part though was the adults. They weren't wearing anything identifying them as team supporters/employees/whatever, but they were walking around, taking pictures, scolding me for letting my daughter walk around in the arcade area (she wasn't causing trouble and I was doing my best to keep the rowdy kids from running her over but that apparently wasn't enough), and generally not acting like adults at all.
I had to leave at one point to go sit in the car while I had an anxiety attack from being around so many loud kids. Hubs was at the prize counter by this point, but the team had taken all of the good prizes already and those that were still crowding the counter were complaining about nothing being left. Hubs got a ticket count, had a guy write it on the back of a ticket and sign it so we could come back later, and we left.
Dead wrong.
My family went out to a local pizza buffet/arcade celebrate my daughter's second birthday. It was fine for about ten minutes. Then the team arrived, accompanied by at least 4-5 adults. They absolutely DESTROYED the buffet, and when they finished, they moved on to the arcade. There, they were moving the machines around to find tokens, running around screaming, hitting each other with the whack-a-mole hammer, complaining that my husband and I had our daughter in there (she loves Skee Ball)... they were just being horrible.
The employees were being rather generous with tokens on this particular day and ended up giving my husband $25 worth for only $10- I guess the kids were getting to them, too. He used them all on one particular game, ran it out of tickets, waited around for a guy to come put more in so it could continue giving him his tickets, ran it out of tickets AGAIN, and just gave up because he'd used all of his tokens and the machine only owed him a few more tickets anyway. This whole thing took about half an hour, and some of the kids were complaining that he was hogging the machine- he only spent five minutes actually putting tokens in and the rest of the time it was slowly doling out tickets, so it's not like he had a choice in the matter.
I think the worst part though was the adults. They weren't wearing anything identifying them as team supporters/employees/whatever, but they were walking around, taking pictures, scolding me for letting my daughter walk around in the arcade area (she wasn't causing trouble and I was doing my best to keep the rowdy kids from running her over but that apparently wasn't enough), and generally not acting like adults at all.
I had to leave at one point to go sit in the car while I had an anxiety attack from being around so many loud kids. Hubs was at the prize counter by this point, but the team had taken all of the good prizes already and those that were still crowding the counter were complaining about nothing being left. Hubs got a ticket count, had a guy write it on the back of a ticket and sign it so we could come back later, and we left.
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