This post originally appeared over at Lefty Pop. But it’s a PSA which warrants repeating.
Dear Parenting Dynamo,
I’m not sure if you’re aware of this or not, but there are other people who must share this planet with you and your offspring. We are walking on the same sidewalks, shopping in the same stores, and standing in the same lines. And while little Brently’s unruliness may be cute to just slightly annoying to you, trust me, it’s damn near unbearable for others.
Hey, can you get off your phone for a quick sec? Over here, good, now focus for a moment. You see your daughter over there? She’s shoving through people like a running back. I’m pretty sure that lady over there just winced in pain as she stamped on her sandled foot. And her high-pitched caterwauling is interrupting that couple’s quiet conversation. And…..yep, you’re back to texting as your hellions run wild.
It makes sense to me now, really it does. How would your child possibly have learned manners with you as a parent? You clearly never learned to use your inside voice either. This line here, it’s here for a reason. You don’t have some sort of super privilege that allows you direct access to the front. But thanks for passing on that lack of situational awareness to your spawn as well. He’s all set to piss off the next generation of manner equipped citizens.
Do not touch. Maybe he can’t read yet or maybe he thinks the rules don’t apply to him, but either way, your young-in damn near just pulled that exhibit down. And while I wouldn’t mind watching him get a good scolding from a staff member, I’m sure it somehow would have been the fault of the aquarium and not your angel. After all, accountability is taught, and well, you clearly aren’t one for giving lessons.
If it were just you, I’d probably be ok with your lack of actual parenting. But you’re not alone. There are now dozens of distracted and entitled guardians roaming about these days. You’re inflicting your shoddy parenting and basic life skills on us all. I gotta be honest, I can’t stand your kid. But after seeing his role model, I totally despise you.
Heading into this bar for a beer.
PS (for my readers)- Before I get the “you don’t have kids, you don’t understand” hate mail, let me say I write this as a former kid myself. Yep, I’m completely qualified to make the statements above because I know an alternative exists. As a child, I knew how to act when I went out in public. I knew how respect others. I knew better. Less Candy Crush and more parenting please.