We took our daughter to [Fast Food Place] for lunch today since they had a play area. We were the only people back there so we let her play on the big kids' area (she's 2 and likes to go up and down the stairs there, she really doesn't do anything else). Now, the stairs for this particular section are enclosed and kid-sized, and go up in a spiral probably 12'. She was doing just fine going up and down the stairs until other kids showed up. We tried getting her down before they could climb in but she was only about halfway down when they started climbing up and scared her. She ran all the way to the very top and wouldn't come down, she was screaming and crying and wouldn't move. One of the kids came out and said, with us standing right there clearly trying to get her down, "I wonder what her fucking problem is."
That's right. This little boy, who couldn't have been more than 7, was cussing about a scared 2-year-old. His mom was across the room paying attention to her phone so she didn't hear what he said, but Hubs and I were pissed.
Eventually I had to squeeze in there and give her a hug, then tell her that Daddy was waiting at the bottom. When I finally managed to squeeze out of there, I heard the same kid mumble, "Finally, fatass."
We just left.
That's right. This little boy, who couldn't have been more than 7, was cussing about a scared 2-year-old. His mom was across the room paying attention to her phone so she didn't hear what he said, but Hubs and I were pissed.
Eventually I had to squeeze in there and give her a hug, then tell her that Daddy was waiting at the bottom. When I finally managed to squeeze out of there, I heard the same kid mumble, "Finally, fatass."
We just left.
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