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i've had something like this happen at my paintball shop. mom walks in with her youngest wating to get her oldest a new gun. I go in back to get an unopened model for the mom to buy and the little guy is wandering around looking at all the tools and things i have back there i mean hell i got machining equipment in the back and i can tells ya those things would easly hurt someone if they just carelessly even touched it when its not even on. so the mom flips and apologises for her kid going behind the counter and i guess he isn't getting that icecream cone she promised him.
...and some of us were, in fact, dropped on our heads and turned out just fine...
Says you!!!
Unseen but seeing oh dear, now they're masquerading as sane-KiaKat There isn't enough interpretive dance in the workplace these days-Irv 3rd shift needs love, too
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It is sad that seeing a poite child is the exception and not the norm. I've had wait staff actually bring my kids a dessert or a balloon or some other treat JUST because they were well behaved and well mannered in a resturant. Sorry Charlie, that is an EXPECTATION with my kids.
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...and some of us were, in fact, dropped on our heads and turned out just fine...
Dropped...? No, not that I recall. (wait...)
Slid down the side of inflating an Space Walk, head first, because I wanted to see if I could hold on til it got fully inflated, then got up, shook it off, and went about my business...? Maybe.
I seem to have come out just fi-*twitch**blarglezapzapzapwoobahFREEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOW WWWWWW* perfectly normal, as you can see.
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Yup, he was fishing for a lawsuit. Could he have been any more obvious about it? Gah. People who use their children like this make me sick.
Never attribute to malice what can be adequately explained through stupidity...
You gotta polish a memory like a stone. Chip off the parts that remind you it was just a game. Work it until it's indistinguishable from any other memory.
This actually happened at the old bucks o' star so much that we had a protocol for it. It was decided that whenever a rugrat ran behind the counter while an oblivious parent ignored them, we would immediately grab said child and remove it, as whatever heat we would take from corporate for "putting our hands on my child" was better than the possible results of child running amok + steam wands, 200 degree coffee dispensers, and scalding espresso machines..
I don't remember who quoted it, but I really liked the sign stating, "Children found unattended will be given an espresso and a puppy."
Just always brings a smile to my face...
You gotta polish a memory like a stone. Chip off the parts that remind you it was just a game. Work it until it's indistinguishable from any other memory.
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When I was a lad, I was interested in becoming a chef when I grew up. When I went to New Orleans on vacation with my parents, my mom asked permission for me to go back and meet the head chef at a couple of different restaurants. Both places were nice enough to let me do so. One was a rather small place, the other was a much larger place. Both head chefs were very nice and gave me some words of encouragement. (I was around 13 - 14 at the time)
But my mom actually ASKED permission. Granted, it's a little different than the OP where a toddler was basically shoved into a kitchen towards a SAW-like deathtrap of knives, fire and food processors, but it's nice when people actually ask permission.
As far as the father in the OP goes, if I was the manager I would have called the cops on the guy on the spot. And, with any luck, by the time he collected his child and was done yelling about how he and the child had been mistreated by the rude kitchen staff, the boys in blue would be presenting him with a lovely set of new bracelets and the child would be sent to live with someone who wouldn't set him up to become a deep-fried turducken.
That poor child! If the kid had fallen in a deep fryer... I don't imagine there'd be a kid LEFT D: It'd be a giant childtot D: I wonder, what did the other patrons have to say about Father of the Year? DX Was he there with the kid's mother at all? If not, she might not know about this horrendous behavior of his DX
Look, a signature!
If every cashier in the world went on strike, retail would come to a screeching halt, even if for a couple hours.
That poor child! If the kid had fallen in a deep fryer... I don't imagine there'd be a kid LEFT D: It'd be a giant childtot D: I wonder, what did the other patrons have to say about Father of the Year? DX Was he there with the kid's mother at all? If not, she might not know about this horrendous behavior of his DX
A few of the regular customers made some remarks after he left, saying what a horrible parent he was. The mother, as far as I am aware, was too busy in the garden with a bottle of wine to pay attention to what was going on.
When I worked at the truck stop, I always had to deal with kids running around. It's a challenge itself to carry huge trays of multiple plates, it's another to play human obstacle course. Good lord, this plate of steaming hot potatoes and steak (with a knife) could fall on your kid, but you're so busy smoking and feeling up your flavor of the week than you could hardly care less......
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