Today was actually uneventful, but the DT customer with the screaming (and I mean SCREAMING) kid at the speaker reminded me of a few pint-sized SC's. To MadMike, don't worry. I read the post and won't use any prohibited phrases 
The DT kid wasn't necessarily a bad kid. It was just irritating listening to a mother ordering food with a screaming child and a howling pooch in the back seat. I guess Fido wanted to pitch in and do his part (or was trying to shut the kid up lol) Anyways, on to the children of suck...
Those Terrible Two's
We have a customer who is somewhat regular. He's a 30-ish man, fit, good looking for an older man, and very polite. He always brings his two children (a boy about 4 and a girl about 6) when he comes to Taco place. Their visits go a little something like this:
He walk in with his kids, walks up to the counter and asks how my day is going.
While he orders, the boy runs away and hides under tables, completely ignoring his father's "get back here"s.
The girl tries to climb up on the counter. Daddy pulls her off again and again and again telling her she can't do that this is a public place. "But daddy I have to dance on the stage"!!!
The poor guy finally fishes ordering, pays, and coralls the kiddies towards the pop machine to pick their drinks.
The little girl tries to climb on the counter to play with the coin game.
Note: The coin game looks like this (see bottom pic). You catch a coin on the yellow platform and what kind of coin you catch determines what food item you win. Money goes to charity.
She get up and her brother screams bloody murder because he wants to play too.
Dad pulls them both off.
The girl hops right back up and smacks the coin game screaming for a nickle.
The boy tries to pull his siser off and gets a foot in the face, causing him to scream harder and stamp his feet rapidly.
Dad pulls them both off, scolds them and takes them to the table to eat.
She wants to sit al the tall tables. He wants to sit at the short table. Dad makes them sit at a short table.
The girl pouts and sits ON the table because "I wanna be up high daddy! I'm a BIG girl!" and them proceeds to call her brother names for liking the short tables.
He screams and cries and attempts to slap his sister in the face.
Dad scolds them both and makes them sit properly and eat.
The boy decides to hop under the table and says " I'm a doggy daddy and doggies eat on the floor".
She hops on the table again because big girls sit up high.
Dad yells that floors are dirty and chairs are for butts so sit down properly and eat please.
From here it's the same floor, table, yell, chair pattern until the girl finishes and runs off to attack the coin game.
Dad cleans the mess and the boy escapes to the counter to try to get up with his sister to join her in smacking the coin game.
Customers glare at the dad who's cleaning the mess and then turn to me and demand that I do something.
I'm not about to touch anyone's kids so I keep my mouth shut and wait for them to leave.
Spoiled Little Princess
Once, a 6-or-so year old came in with her mom. They ordered their food (a combo meal for mom and a kid's meal for the girl), paid, got their drinks and got their food. Before the tray touched the counter, the girl ran up and snatched the kid's meal bag off the tray, causing the cook to almost drop the food. She jams her little hand into the bad and pulls out the toy which, at the time, was a comic book. Her face darkend and she raged.
Spoiled Princess: MOM!!
Poor Mom: What is it honey?
SP: I hate this toy!! I want a girl toy!
PM: That's the only toy they have.
SP: Ask them!
PM: There's no reason to. They only carry one toy at a time.
SP: Ask them!
PM: No. I won't.
SP: ASK THEM!!! *screech*
PM: Excuse me. Do you have any other toys?
CW: No, sorry. That's all we have. We only carry one toy at a time.
PM: See?
SP: *screeches and stomps the floor*
PM: Stop that. Let's go eat.
At this point, all eyes are on them. They sit down at a table. Well...the girl sits ON the table.
PM: Sweeite, get off the table.
SP: NO!
PM: You're going to hurt yourself.
SP: I will not!!
PM: Please get down...
SP: *kicks chair until it falls over and clatters to the floor*
PM: *sighh* *stands, picks up chair, grabs her daughter by the sholders and plants her in the chair*
SP: MOOOMMM!!! *screeches*
PM: You are sitting in that chair like a big girl.
SP: *scowls and stards kicking her mom under the table*
PM: That hurts...
SP: GOOD!
PM: *turns her legs to the side so she can't reach*
SP: Gruuhhh!! *sits on her knees and slaps her mom*
My coworker walked out with our under 3 toy, a Yo Gabba Gabba book, in hand.
CW: This is the only other toy we have. It's a baby toy for babies. Here. You can have it.
SP: *snatched the book and glared at CW*
CW: I need the other one back.
SP: NaRrrgH!!!
PM: ...Here's $1 for the book....
Behind the counter, we were all talking about how bratty she was and how "if my kid behaved like that, I would do blank" and how "I've seen 2 year olds behave better" and whatnot. She spent the rest of the visit abusing her mother and calling her names...
Scream 2
A dad came in with a boy and a girl, both around age 4. I'm making food when a hear a terrible scream. I look over to see the girl bawling her eyes out and fisting her hands. Coworker L later told me daddy wouldn't buy her a $2 slushie drink so she threw a fit. She continues on with her tantrum for 5 minutes, then calmed down. About 30 seconds later, I hear a scream identical to the first. Instead, I see the boy at the counter, hands fisted at his sides, head thrown back, screaming as hard as he could. Reason: Daddy wouldn't give him money for the coin game.
Other cook: What order is their's?
Me: ....157
OT: Lets get their's done and get them outta here!
Me: *head hurts* Ughh...
They stayed for 15 or so minutes and by the time they were gone, so were ALLLL the rest of the customers!!
Coworker L later said, "I should invite them back when I want to clear out the dining room!"
The Coin Game Game
The rules for the coin game are:
1) Catch a coin on the yellow platform to win.
2) One win per customer, per day.
Manyof the teens fight rule #2 tooth and nail. When we don't give in, then all of a sudden "I diddn't win, he did!"
We ban kids and adults who cause scenes, make huge messes and don't clean them and/or destroy our property. One day...
Kid: I WON!
CW: Ok...
Kid: I won again!
CW: You can only win once.
Kid: I diddn't win. I won for my friend outside.
CW: If he want's to win he can come in and win himself.
Kid: He can't. He got banned for throwing his drink at the window.
CW: Well that's his own fault.
Another time a kid got banned after pulling the rubber off a table, then came right back in and tried to win...get out punk.
Yet another time...
Kid: HEY!!! I WON I WON I WON!!
CW: ...
Kid: Hey! HEY LADY!!! HEEEYYYY!!!
CW: ......
Kid: Are you stupid or something?!
CW: No, i'm waiting for you to ask properly.
Kid: ....
Yet another time...
Kid: I won!
CW: You can only win once.
Kid: WHAT?!!! That's f#%ing stupid!
CW: It's the rules.
Kid: F*#K YOU!!!
CW: That won't help you. *leaves*
Kid: Hey lady! I won!
Manager Lady: You did? Oh ok.
Me: That brat already won once. Ane he said f u to Coworker L when she told him no.
ML: ...Oh did he now?
Me: Yupp....
ML: Hey kid. Get out.
Kid: I need my free taco!!!
ML: You already won. And don'y ever speak to my coworkers like that again or you won't be allowed back. Got it?
And sooo....SC's come in all age groups.

The DT kid wasn't necessarily a bad kid. It was just irritating listening to a mother ordering food with a screaming child and a howling pooch in the back seat. I guess Fido wanted to pitch in and do his part (or was trying to shut the kid up lol) Anyways, on to the children of suck...
Those Terrible Two's
We have a customer who is somewhat regular. He's a 30-ish man, fit, good looking for an older man, and very polite. He always brings his two children (a boy about 4 and a girl about 6) when he comes to Taco place. Their visits go a little something like this:
He walk in with his kids, walks up to the counter and asks how my day is going.
While he orders, the boy runs away and hides under tables, completely ignoring his father's "get back here"s.
The girl tries to climb up on the counter. Daddy pulls her off again and again and again telling her she can't do that this is a public place. "But daddy I have to dance on the stage"!!!
The poor guy finally fishes ordering, pays, and coralls the kiddies towards the pop machine to pick their drinks.
The little girl tries to climb on the counter to play with the coin game.
Note: The coin game looks like this (see bottom pic). You catch a coin on the yellow platform and what kind of coin you catch determines what food item you win. Money goes to charity.
She get up and her brother screams bloody murder because he wants to play too.
Dad pulls them both off.
The girl hops right back up and smacks the coin game screaming for a nickle.
The boy tries to pull his siser off and gets a foot in the face, causing him to scream harder and stamp his feet rapidly.
Dad pulls them both off, scolds them and takes them to the table to eat.
She wants to sit al the tall tables. He wants to sit at the short table. Dad makes them sit at a short table.
The girl pouts and sits ON the table because "I wanna be up high daddy! I'm a BIG girl!" and them proceeds to call her brother names for liking the short tables.
He screams and cries and attempts to slap his sister in the face.
Dad scolds them both and makes them sit properly and eat.
The boy decides to hop under the table and says " I'm a doggy daddy and doggies eat on the floor".
She hops on the table again because big girls sit up high.
Dad yells that floors are dirty and chairs are for butts so sit down properly and eat please.
From here it's the same floor, table, yell, chair pattern until the girl finishes and runs off to attack the coin game.
Dad cleans the mess and the boy escapes to the counter to try to get up with his sister to join her in smacking the coin game.
Customers glare at the dad who's cleaning the mess and then turn to me and demand that I do something.
I'm not about to touch anyone's kids so I keep my mouth shut and wait for them to leave.
Spoiled Little Princess
Once, a 6-or-so year old came in with her mom. They ordered their food (a combo meal for mom and a kid's meal for the girl), paid, got their drinks and got their food. Before the tray touched the counter, the girl ran up and snatched the kid's meal bag off the tray, causing the cook to almost drop the food. She jams her little hand into the bad and pulls out the toy which, at the time, was a comic book. Her face darkend and she raged.
Spoiled Princess: MOM!!
Poor Mom: What is it honey?
SP: I hate this toy!! I want a girl toy!
PM: That's the only toy they have.
SP: Ask them!
PM: There's no reason to. They only carry one toy at a time.
SP: Ask them!
PM: No. I won't.
SP: ASK THEM!!! *screech*
PM: Excuse me. Do you have any other toys?
CW: No, sorry. That's all we have. We only carry one toy at a time.
PM: See?
SP: *screeches and stomps the floor*
PM: Stop that. Let's go eat.
At this point, all eyes are on them. They sit down at a table. Well...the girl sits ON the table.
PM: Sweeite, get off the table.
SP: NO!
PM: You're going to hurt yourself.
SP: I will not!!
PM: Please get down...
SP: *kicks chair until it falls over and clatters to the floor*
PM: *sighh* *stands, picks up chair, grabs her daughter by the sholders and plants her in the chair*
SP: MOOOMMM!!! *screeches*
PM: You are sitting in that chair like a big girl.
SP: *scowls and stards kicking her mom under the table*
PM: That hurts...
SP: GOOD!
PM: *turns her legs to the side so she can't reach*
SP: Gruuhhh!! *sits on her knees and slaps her mom*
My coworker walked out with our under 3 toy, a Yo Gabba Gabba book, in hand.
CW: This is the only other toy we have. It's a baby toy for babies. Here. You can have it.
SP: *snatched the book and glared at CW*
CW: I need the other one back.
SP: NaRrrgH!!!
PM: ...Here's $1 for the book....
Behind the counter, we were all talking about how bratty she was and how "if my kid behaved like that, I would do blank" and how "I've seen 2 year olds behave better" and whatnot. She spent the rest of the visit abusing her mother and calling her names...
Scream 2
A dad came in with a boy and a girl, both around age 4. I'm making food when a hear a terrible scream. I look over to see the girl bawling her eyes out and fisting her hands. Coworker L later told me daddy wouldn't buy her a $2 slushie drink so she threw a fit. She continues on with her tantrum for 5 minutes, then calmed down. About 30 seconds later, I hear a scream identical to the first. Instead, I see the boy at the counter, hands fisted at his sides, head thrown back, screaming as hard as he could. Reason: Daddy wouldn't give him money for the coin game.
Other cook: What order is their's?
Me: ....157
OT: Lets get their's done and get them outta here!
Me: *head hurts* Ughh...
They stayed for 15 or so minutes and by the time they were gone, so were ALLLL the rest of the customers!!
Coworker L later said, "I should invite them back when I want to clear out the dining room!"
The Coin Game Game
The rules for the coin game are:
1) Catch a coin on the yellow platform to win.
2) One win per customer, per day.
Manyof the teens fight rule #2 tooth and nail. When we don't give in, then all of a sudden "I diddn't win, he did!"
We ban kids and adults who cause scenes, make huge messes and don't clean them and/or destroy our property. One day...
Kid: I WON!
CW: Ok...
Kid: I won again!
CW: You can only win once.
Kid: I diddn't win. I won for my friend outside.
CW: If he want's to win he can come in and win himself.
Kid: He can't. He got banned for throwing his drink at the window.
CW: Well that's his own fault.
Another time a kid got banned after pulling the rubber off a table, then came right back in and tried to win...get out punk.
Yet another time...
Kid: HEY!!! I WON I WON I WON!!
CW: ...
Kid: Hey! HEY LADY!!! HEEEYYYY!!!
CW: ......
Kid: Are you stupid or something?!
CW: No, i'm waiting for you to ask properly.
Kid: ....
Yet another time...
Kid: I won!
CW: You can only win once.
Kid: WHAT?!!! That's f#%ing stupid!
CW: It's the rules.
Kid: F*#K YOU!!!
CW: That won't help you. *leaves*
Kid: Hey lady! I won!
Manager Lady: You did? Oh ok.
Me: That brat already won once. Ane he said f u to Coworker L when she told him no.
ML: ...Oh did he now?
Me: Yupp....
ML: Hey kid. Get out.
Kid: I need my free taco!!!
ML: You already won. And don'y ever speak to my coworkers like that again or you won't be allowed back. Got it?
And sooo....SC's come in all age groups.
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