Category: Family & Kids


Behavior Fit For A Toilet

| ON, Canada | Family & Kids, Ignoring/Inattentive, Strangers

(I am around seven or eight, at a restaurant with my dad. I go to the bathroom. I go into a stall and sit down, when I hear someone walk in.)

Lady: *knocks on the door to my stall*

Me: “I’m in here!”

(I’m pretty loud when speaking, so I think she hears me.)

Lady: “Hello? Anyone in there?”

Me: “I’m in here! Please don’t come in!”

(I think that’s the end of it, but I hear her step back, and she Sparta-kicks the door open, breaking the lock in the process! I quickly put my hands on my lap and lean down slightly, and then look at her. She has her small child with her, and she stares at me like someone just put a plate of rotting garbage under her nose.)

Lady: “Ugh, stupid kids.” *to her child* “Let’s try in the other stalls. I’m sure there isn’t a dumb kid in there. Not like you, my little angel.”

(She then walked off to the next stall without so much as an apology. I struggled to close the door with my tiny child legs while finishing up, and then I washed my hands and left. A little while later when my dad and I were getting ready to leave, I looked over to the other side of the restaurant. The kid from the washroom was throwing a huge temper tantrum, including throwing food and utensils, and the mother was getting glares from everyone else around them. As we left, I saw the mother getting a talking to by the owner! Sweet justice!)


Genie-us Comment

| UT, USA | Awesome, Family & Kids

(I’m at The Nutcracker with two friends and their daughter. There are a lot of small children in the audience for obvious reasons. During the second act, dancers representing different “nationalities” perform for the main character. As the Arabian dance starts, a very little girl behind me screams at the man wearing a turban and “traditional” clothing.)

Child: “Mommy! It’s the genie!”

(Whoever mommy is, hats off to her for raising an imaginative daughter. Every adult around her had a good laugh, though.)


Bikes Versus Yikes

, | NJ, USA | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids, Popular, Strangers

(I’m about six in the story, in the food court at our local mall. My parents go to pay and I wander off. A biker finds me.)

Biker: “Now, son, where are your parents?”

Me: “I don’t know!” *sniffle*

Biker: “We’ll find ’em! What do they look—”

(Suddenly, he is cut off by an abrupt shriek.)

Woman #1: “That gangster is taking that kid!”

Biker: “No, this kid just—”

Woman #1: “I don’t care! You were going to kidnap him! HELP!”

(Security wanders over and my parents see the ruckus from the food court.)

Security: “What’s going on here?”

Biker: “I’m trying to help—”

Woman #1: “This guy is taking this kid!”

My Mom: “[My Name], are you okay?”

Woman #1: “Obviously not! This gangster was going to take this kid!” *points at biker* “Arrest him!”

Woman #2: “Actually, I watched the whole thing. This man was just trying to help the kid find his parents, when you started shrieking.”

(Woman #2 was thanked and the shrieking one went home embarrassed! That biker is a friend of my family now, and is in fact very sweet!)


Breast Not To Mess With Me

| England, UK | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids, Health & Body, Popular, Strangers, Transportation

My six-month-old baby starts to cry out of hunger whilst I am on a train. I live in the UK and am on the train to London so it’s not like I live in a very conservative country. Out of courtesy, when I breastfeed I am discreet and subtle and always use a specialised breastfeeding cloak for privacy. I am sitting near three young men who have been talking about women rather vulgarly amongst themselves but other than that have been no bother until they notice me feeding:

Ignorant Man #1: “That’s disgusting! I haven’t even had lunch yet! Put that t*t away; I don’t wanna see that!”

Me: “You’re very ignorant. If it bothers you then look away.”

Ignorant Man #2: “We’re not going anywhere. We paid for these seats. Stop it now. It’s disgusting.”

Me: “Well, I overheard you saying that you hadn’t paid for those seats but that’s besides the point. I’m going to feed my baby and will continue to feed my baby until she’s done feeding. Either you be ok with that or I will do something about it.”

Ignorant Man #1: “F*** off. You can’t do anything about it. Disgusting!”

At this point I feel humiliated and close to tears but they don’t know who they are messing with. I notify the train guard who is a short woman and tell her about being verbally abused. She then confronts these men as the train stops at a station still about fifty miles outside of London. Note that there are three of them and they are very tall.

Guard: “Right, you three, off the train. I want a word.”

Ignorant Man #2: “Well, I’m leaving my bags here because I’m getting back on this train!”

Guard: “Up to you but I would take your bags with you if I were you.”

Ignorant Man #3: “She should get off! Getting her boob out on the train. Disgusting woman!”

Guard: “Right, I’ve heard enough. Off the train or I’ll make you get off. You can either go now or when the police get here, explain to them.”

(At this point this soldier of a woman had them off the train. They continued to verbally abuse her but she just closed the door and waved them goodbye as the train pulls off. The British Transport Police phoned me immediately and asked if I wanted to press charges. I said yes. Not only was it verbal abuse but to tell a breastfeeding woman to stop in public is actually illegal in the UK. I hope being stranded fifty miles from London gave them time to reflect on their ignorance.)


Solving Multiple Daddy Issues

| San Jose, CA, USA | Awesome, Family & Kids, Popular

(My best friend at work recently found out his father is in very poor health and doesn’t have much time left. He’s been processing the news and figuring out how to approach the situation; they haven’t seen each other in years and live about a thousand miles apart. He’s also been the type to always look out for himself; he doesn’t like having to rely on anyone else. We don’t have the same positions at our workplace. I make more than him as well as having a second job that tires me out, but pays an almost embarrassing amount for the hours I put in.)

Me: “I’m not trying to tell you what to do because I can’t do that, and also nobody can because you’re a grown man and stubborn as hell but… You should go see your dad.”

Friend: “I know… I don’t have much time off banked, though.”

Me: “Yeah… I know you’d talked to [Manager] about what’s going on, so I may have asked if we can transfer or donate PTO like at some workplaces, because I have a ton and never use it. There isn’t a way to do that, but he said if you ask he can put in a couple fake training days for you to help you cover.” *meaning: submit paperwork so the company pays him like he went to school even though he didn’t*

Friend: “Wow, that’s really cool of him. I still don’t know if I’d be able to swing it, though. It’s a lot of money.”

Me: “Don’t let that stop you; I’ll cover whatever you need. You’ll regret it forever if you don’t go and I don’t want that for you. Just let me know.”

Friend: “Oh, sweetheart. I really appreciate that, but we both know I won’t take you up on it. I gotta have my pride. I’ll figure something out; I always do.”

Me: “Of course. But hon, we ALSO both know I get paid a STUPID amount of money.”

Friend: *laughs* “Yeah, you do.”

Me: “So I gotta put it out there. Just in case.”

(He’s started planning the trip.)

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