The other day, we were busy. I mean, holy crap we're out of tables and times to take deliveries busy.
It slows down, everyone's nerves start to cool, and all a sudden, the door opens and we hear: "MOMMY I WANNA QUARTER... WHOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM BRRRRRRRRRDDDRRRRRRRDDRRRR,etc."
Mom, Kid1, Kid2, GrandPa (with walker), Grandma, and nearby Kid3 enter the fray.
Kids 1-2 are playing with toy airplanes (either metal or very hard plastic), and making their own (realisticly loud, heh) sound effects.
First incident: Mrs. S goes out to the drink machine to start making some tea. Kids 1-2 are now throwing the airplanes across the resteraunt and around other customers still making their noises.
Mrs.S presses the button to make more tea, and starts to turn when her calf is assaulted by airplane doom.
Mom: Oh god.. I'm so sorry.. YOU LITTLE HEATHENS SETTLE DOWN AND STOP THROWING THAT.. I'm so sorry.
Mrs.S acts classy and waves it off, saying she has a granddaughter who does the same. Mom and she exchange smiles and part.
--
Enter Kid3, who loves making the crashing sounds into squealing like a pig (literally).
--
There is a ramp instead of stairs which lead to the hallway (bathrooms and the warhouse conjunct in the hall).
I just HAD to go to the warehouse.
Kids 2-3 are throwing the airplances across the ramp, and don't stop for me. I look to Mom and she screams at them to stop and make room. Kid 1 takes the airplanes as I walk up the ramp and throws one between my legs.
I keep walking, and choose to ignore it, while Mom screams her head off at the Kids 1-3 while they scream back.
--
On my way back Grandpa is coming up for the bathroom, so I just stay back and hold the door for him.
When he makes it into the hallway, I smile n nod at him and his helper, and he says,"Thank you for your patience."
And in my head, all was forigven (but no forgotten).
--
I entrant the story to the coworkers in the kitchen, where I heard Mrs.S's problem, and then Conan telling me how he'd love to just rip 'em to pieces for screaming like that.
We exchange giggles n go back to work.
It slows down, everyone's nerves start to cool, and all a sudden, the door opens and we hear: "MOMMY I WANNA QUARTER... WHOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM BRRRRRRRRRDDDRRRRRRRDDRRRR,etc."
Mom, Kid1, Kid2, GrandPa (with walker), Grandma, and nearby Kid3 enter the fray.
Kids 1-2 are playing with toy airplanes (either metal or very hard plastic), and making their own (realisticly loud, heh) sound effects.
First incident: Mrs. S goes out to the drink machine to start making some tea. Kids 1-2 are now throwing the airplanes across the resteraunt and around other customers still making their noises.
Mrs.S presses the button to make more tea, and starts to turn when her calf is assaulted by airplane doom.
Mom: Oh god.. I'm so sorry.. YOU LITTLE HEATHENS SETTLE DOWN AND STOP THROWING THAT.. I'm so sorry.
Mrs.S acts classy and waves it off, saying she has a granddaughter who does the same. Mom and she exchange smiles and part.
--
Enter Kid3, who loves making the crashing sounds into squealing like a pig (literally).
--
There is a ramp instead of stairs which lead to the hallway (bathrooms and the warhouse conjunct in the hall).
I just HAD to go to the warehouse.
Kids 2-3 are throwing the airplances across the ramp, and don't stop for me. I look to Mom and she screams at them to stop and make room. Kid 1 takes the airplanes as I walk up the ramp and throws one between my legs.
I keep walking, and choose to ignore it, while Mom screams her head off at the Kids 1-3 while they scream back.
--
On my way back Grandpa is coming up for the bathroom, so I just stay back and hold the door for him.
When he makes it into the hallway, I smile n nod at him and his helper, and he says,"Thank you for your patience."
And in my head, all was forigven (but no forgotten).
--
I entrant the story to the coworkers in the kitchen, where I heard Mrs.S's problem, and then Conan telling me how he'd love to just rip 'em to pieces for screaming like that.
We exchange giggles n go back to work.

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