Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Some People Shouldn't Be Allowed To Breed

I firmly believe that there are people out there that shouldn't breed. This opinion is bases wholly on the fact that, when they had children of their own; they would be spreading their terrible attributes onto a new generation.

Last night, I waited on a table of two parents and six children (four boys and two girls). The oldest looked to be about ten and the parents were exhausted.

The kids bounced around, running wild, and destroying the table and it condiments. All the parents could do was let the children run loose, and take their frustrations out on me. They waved me down from across the restaurant for the smallest of things.

"Um miss," the mother said, "I clearly asked for french fries, but these aren't enough. Look! There's hardly any on the plate. AND, the fries you gave me are soggy".

"No worries ma'am! I'll get you some new fries!"

"I mean I can't be that difficult to put some fries on a plate." She said, throwing her hands in the air.

It was towards the end of the meal when the children, taking note from their parents, decided to order me around.

"Lady, get another chocolate milk, and step on it!"

"Go get me more crackers! NOW!"

In the end, the terrible family left a measly seven percent, and thus solidifying my assertion that some people shouldn't be allowed to breed.


  1. Ugh, the Unruly Child. I've had my fair share of run-ins with unmanageable children, and every time, I look at the parents and wonder, "Why aren't you doing your job?" Seriously, I've known plenty of children who were funny, bright, and all-together pleasant to be around, and it always came from solid parenting. I feel bad for those kids, I really do, and some day, I'll feel bad for their children. And rotten tippers, to boot!

  2. Er, sorry if profanity isn't okay. You read my blog, you know how I am!

  3. ...and sometimes its just that bad day...though in this case they sound like an awful family.

  4. When people like that end up in my section, I figure they aren't going to tip enough for me to worry about, therefore, I have nothing to lose. I've learned that a-holes, when called on their a-hole behaviour, aren't going to complain so it gets back to management.

    When they start out as a-holes, I put on my Bitch Face and things get fun...for me. Not so much for them. They get the absolute WORST service possible, their food takes f.o.r.e.v.e.r. and all of their snide comments are met with something worse. If they are repeat customers, they will request a different server the next time they come in and life is good. For me, at least.