We've all experienced the bad parents from time to time, where their angel could cut off your leg with a blowtorch and still find some way to blame it on you. Here's a story of a parent who I felt was a little too strict.
Setting: CVS at the mall, slow time of day.
Apparently a kid, about 5 years old, not only asked his mother if he could have some candy, but if he could pay for it all by himself like a big boy. The mother agreed to both, and this is what happens after they enter the store.
The mother is about 6 feet behind the kid, and the kid is so short all I saw was a snickers bar caught in a tiny hand over the counter. I reach over to grab it, and at this point I can see his smiling face. I smile back, scan the candy bar, and give him the total.
The kid then pulls out the dollar from his pocket and, again, has a hard time reaching the counter. Before I had a chance to reach over and grab it, the kid balls the dollar into a ball, and then gently tosses it on the counter.
The mother was furious, "JIMMY! YOU DO NOT THROW MONEY AT THE CASHIER!!! Oh, sir, I am so sorry. Jimmy is going to timeout when we get home. You can forget about the candy bar, too."
Jimmy starts crying and I explain, "It's no problem. He couldn't reach the counter, so I can't blame him for--"
"No. I do not teach my kids to be rude like that. Come on Jimmy."
I was left feeling really bad for Jimmy. He was such a sweet kid and had no ill or rude intentions when he was paying me. Sure, I have grown up customers throw money at me and are far ruder than Jimmy, but I mean, come on, Jimmy did it because he felt he didn't have a choice. Poor kid.
Setting: CVS at the mall, slow time of day.
Apparently a kid, about 5 years old, not only asked his mother if he could have some candy, but if he could pay for it all by himself like a big boy. The mother agreed to both, and this is what happens after they enter the store.
The mother is about 6 feet behind the kid, and the kid is so short all I saw was a snickers bar caught in a tiny hand over the counter. I reach over to grab it, and at this point I can see his smiling face. I smile back, scan the candy bar, and give him the total.
The kid then pulls out the dollar from his pocket and, again, has a hard time reaching the counter. Before I had a chance to reach over and grab it, the kid balls the dollar into a ball, and then gently tosses it on the counter.
The mother was furious, "JIMMY! YOU DO NOT THROW MONEY AT THE CASHIER!!! Oh, sir, I am so sorry. Jimmy is going to timeout when we get home. You can forget about the candy bar, too."
Jimmy starts crying and I explain, "It's no problem. He couldn't reach the counter, so I can't blame him for--"
"No. I do not teach my kids to be rude like that. Come on Jimmy."
I was left feeling really bad for Jimmy. He was such a sweet kid and had no ill or rude intentions when he was paying me. Sure, I have grown up customers throw money at me and are far ruder than Jimmy, but I mean, come on, Jimmy did it because he felt he didn't have a choice. Poor kid.

(the kid not the mother) I guess you only tend to see either very lax or very strict parents because their the ones that stick in your mind...


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