While cashiering at a local chain retail store with a large red logo and a red shirt/khaki pant dress code, I encountered a young, frazzled-looking, and obviously overwhelmed mother of a 3-4ish-year-old son in the cart and a newborn son in a carrier in the child seat.
Her disciplinary skills when raising her older child were obviously lacking. He was, as most bratty children are, throwing himself on the floor screaming about candy. God love the impulse buy sections at registers. Amidst the tantrums and screams of a toddler not getting his way, I get "Oh no, dear. No, don't do that" in the softest, meekest voice I think I've ever heard. That's IT. No discipline whatsoever.
I do my thing, check her out, ignore the screaming child, and wish her a happy day as they walk away. Things are about as awesome as they can get when a kid is emitting ear-splitting demon-spawn screams in your ear, and they walk away.
Now, this big chain store has those metal-detector-looking anti-theft things by the door. Tall, climbable, and obnoxious. Young boy in the cart is still throwing a tantrum, and decides it would be awesome if he grabbed one of those on the way out the door. He was screaming at his mother and refusing to let go. Since those things are expensive, security walks over to explain to Clueless Mother that she REALLY needs to control her crotchling unless she wants to buy a new one. She grabs the little boy by the hand and peels him off the thing, just in time for him to ball his now-free fist and punch the sleeping infant directly in the face.
Now, I have kids of my own, particularly in that age groups as a mater of fact. If my toddler EVER EVER EVER hit my newborn, I'd break some ass. What does Mother of the Year do?
"No, no, honey. That's not nice." while newborn infant screams bloody murder and toddler son continues to assail the helpless baby.
At this point, security has the service desk call for an ambulance, the infant has a bloodied nose, and they detain the genius mother. Incident reports are filed, and mother of the year wins a free trip to jail in a cop car.
What did I get for all this?
I got to be the witness in a child-endangerment case. :/
Her disciplinary skills when raising her older child were obviously lacking. He was, as most bratty children are, throwing himself on the floor screaming about candy. God love the impulse buy sections at registers. Amidst the tantrums and screams of a toddler not getting his way, I get "Oh no, dear. No, don't do that" in the softest, meekest voice I think I've ever heard. That's IT. No discipline whatsoever.
I do my thing, check her out, ignore the screaming child, and wish her a happy day as they walk away. Things are about as awesome as they can get when a kid is emitting ear-splitting demon-spawn screams in your ear, and they walk away.
Now, this big chain store has those metal-detector-looking anti-theft things by the door. Tall, climbable, and obnoxious. Young boy in the cart is still throwing a tantrum, and decides it would be awesome if he grabbed one of those on the way out the door. He was screaming at his mother and refusing to let go. Since those things are expensive, security walks over to explain to Clueless Mother that she REALLY needs to control her crotchling unless she wants to buy a new one. She grabs the little boy by the hand and peels him off the thing, just in time for him to ball his now-free fist and punch the sleeping infant directly in the face.
Now, I have kids of my own, particularly in that age groups as a mater of fact. If my toddler EVER EVER EVER hit my newborn, I'd break some ass. What does Mother of the Year do?
"No, no, honey. That's not nice." while newborn infant screams bloody murder and toddler son continues to assail the helpless baby.
At this point, security has the service desk call for an ambulance, the infant has a bloodied nose, and they detain the genius mother. Incident reports are filed, and mother of the year wins a free trip to jail in a cop car.
What did I get for all this?
I got to be the witness in a child-endangerment case. :/
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