Real Life Experiences
I want to share three little life experiences with you. The first happened Monday at Baptist Hospital in Nashville. After a two hour drive, I got to the hospital, went inside and stopped at the 'little girl's room' before going to my appointment upstairs.

I go into the little girl's room, it's quiet as a tomb, I proceed to one of the stalls, hang up my purse, and .... I hear a VOICE , out of no where....
HELLO, HOW ARE YOU???
Well now, I wasn't sure where this voice came from. I didn't say anything, just continued to unsnap my slacks, when ....
I SAID, HELLO, .... HOW ARE YOU ???
I realized there must be a woman in the next stall, but man was she quiet. So I answered her, "I'm fine, how are you?" Then the voice comes back again, ...
NO, I'M NOT TALKING TO YOU. I'M TALKING ON MY CELLPHONE !
Geeze, can people not even PEE or POOP without talking on their cellphones? And just how long had this woman been sitting there???

Next, hubby and I stopped at Applebees Restaurant for dinner on the way home. There were two OLD men and one OLD woman sitting in the booth behind us. One gentleman went to the men's room, came back, and after he sat down, the woman asked him...
"DID YOU MAKE IT??? DID YOU DRIBBLE??? DID YOU GET ANY ON YOU????
I'm about to crack up, when the waitress comes to take their orders...
Two glasses of wine, one glass of whiskey, two beers, one ice-tea, ........ One appetizer sampler tray, three steaks, salads, baked potatoes, .....
Well, with all those drinks, all THREE OF THEM MIGHT BE DRIBBLING ..... BAHAHAHAHAHA

Then Wednesday I'm doing my errands and shopping, and everywhere I went I had the misfortune to run into a man, woman and their two small children. You guessed it, one of the kids was a SCREAMER.
That kid SCREAMED at the top of his lungs, WITHOUT CEASING, constantly. The mother was saying nothing, not one word, just pushing the screamer all over the store.
I overheard the father talking in a quiet voice ...
"Now little Johnny, daddy's going to leave you in the basket because daddy loves you. You were not a good boy at the last store, so daddy wants you to be a good boy .... blah blah blah"
That urchin was no more listening to that idiot father than he was listening to my thoughts, which were...
"BEAT THAT KID. PICK HIM UP OUT OF THAT BASKET, PULL HIS PANTS DOWN AND SLAP THAT BUTT. GET THE MULE'S ATTENTION, THEN TELL HIM TO BE QUIET OR YOU ARE GOING TO TAKE HIM HOME, SIT HIM IN A CORNER AND HE IS GOING TO SIT THERE FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE IF HE DOESN'T SHUT UP AND BEHAVE.
And yes, the child was old enough to understand discipline and understand to behave and obey his parents.
Now THAT is child abuse, when you fail to teach them how to behave in public.
(Ok, so you don't want to have any physical punishment. DO SOMETHING ELSE then. But make your child behave. Everyone in the store, employees, shoppers, other children, were staring at them in amazement, that one kid could disrupt an entire store with SHRILL, EAR PIERCING NON-STOP SCREACHING, and his parents did SQUAT.
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Courtney, your parents sound just like my parents. I turned out OK, ha.
Posted by: Debbie | April 04, 2008 at 12:50 PM
I guess what I really want to know is what a "little girl" was doing with a cell phone anyway. Aren't you tired of seeing these prepubesecent kids walking around with pink cell phones stuck to their ears, some of them even with bluetooth sets...clones of their parents who think nothing of driving while talking on the cell phone (DWTCP)?
Posted by: Stormwarning | April 04, 2008 at 11:42 AM
My 'rents were diabolical. They would show me a belt they always had handy before we deployed from the ride and then roll it up and stash in moma's purse.
The one time I remember acting out - they took turns driving and beating me on the way home.
Screamers are everywhere it seems. Reckon if people started calling the Police on kids who scream and then play it off to the cops like they thought something was wrong cause the kid was out of control - it might prompt mom and dad to well, be a mom and dad and do some old school corporal punishment
Posted by: courtneyme109 | April 03, 2008 at 09:27 PM
Francis W. Porretto: Star Trek was way ahead of it's time. Prophetic in so many ways. Yes, I'm a huge fan. I'm still waiting for a "transporter". Wouldn't that be fun.
Thanks for sharing the laughs everybody. On to serious stuff now.
Posted by: Debbie | April 03, 2008 at 07:38 PM
I severed a thirty-year friendship because my former friend insisted on answering his cellphone several times during an hour lunch with me. He made at least one call during that period, too.
Portable communicators always looked so neat on Star Trek, didn't they?
Posted by: Francis W. Porretto | April 03, 2008 at 04:25 PM
My mother used to take off her house slipper and swat our behinds when we acted up at home. We never dared to do anything disruptive in public! One glare from her or my father was all it took.
And, what could possibly be so urgent that you have to use the cell phone in the bathroom? Lord help us.
Posted by: Karen | April 03, 2008 at 01:56 PM
Well you are much nicer than me. I usually tell the folks right out that if you cannot teach your kid how to behave in public either leave him or her home with a sitter or perhaps a zoo where they would fit in with the monkeys!
Shocking folks into realizing how disruptive and rude it is works. Plus, swatting on the butt helps a whole lot.
Spare the rod and spoil the child. What jerks.
Posted by: Layla | April 03, 2008 at 01:45 PM
That is so funny, and what's funnier is that I've experienced all of that in one way or another.
Great post.
Posted by: Mushy | April 03, 2008 at 12:33 PM
Skunkfeathers: Good for you, what nerve that guy had.
The problem is, MK and others, that parents these days don't have any rights any more. Spank the kid -- get reported. Try to discipline the child other ways, -- get reported. If a stranger doesn't report you, then the KID will report his own parents. This government has taken away parental rights, and we may pay for it in the future.
Everybody has to win a prize, can't be any losers any more. Kids have the rights of adults, adults including teachers, bus drivers, etc have no rights.
Posted by: Debbie | April 03, 2008 at 11:59 AM
Spare the rod, spoil the child. I agree with you. It worked for me. Right there in the store! And this was my Mommy! She didn't have tell me again, and no, she didn't scar me for life. lol.
Posted by: Rosemary | April 03, 2008 at 10:35 AM
The toilet one made me chuckle...I was in K Mart recently and witnessed the same between a mum and her ranting son. And what did she do, spoke calmly to her 4 or so year old in adult language which the child was totally oblivious to. In other words mum did SQUAT...
Posted by: Otto - American Interests | April 03, 2008 at 10:24 AM
lol...fun outing eh?..dang people are nuts arent they?!
Posted by: Angel | April 03, 2008 at 10:06 AM
LOL...not long ago, I used the facilities at work. In the stall next to me was some idiot yahoo, talking on his cell phone. When I'd finished and flushed, he raised his voice to ME and demanded I respect his conversation!!!
I activated the autoflusher about a half-dozen more times. Message received and understood ;)
Posted by: Skunkfeathers | April 03, 2008 at 09:17 AM
One Bourbon....
One Scotch....
One Beer....
Wait! Don't beat that kid! Some limp wristed appeaser will object!
Posted by: Grouchy | April 03, 2008 at 05:51 AM
Debbie, that's quite funny. No, chatting on the phone in the toilet is just a bit too weird for me too...But to each his/her own.
Training a kid with a few well-placed whacks when they're acting crazy never hurt anyone. It's the kids growing up in the experimental era who are really messed up.
Posted by: Aurora | April 03, 2008 at 05:20 AM
I draw the line at being on the phone in the toilet, that's just wrong.
As for the kid, perhaps they were scared of being reported, none the less they should just subject everyone else to it as well. Perhaps take the screamer to the car, lock him in the car, leave the windows slightly open off course, stand a safe distance away (where it's bearable) and read a magazine or something until he's tired of screaming.
Posted by: MK | April 03, 2008 at 02:58 AM