So, I’m in a local coffee shop, getting some work done online, when an urban goddess enters with her three untrained yard apes. She proceeds to yap with another DG, with two kids of her own.
These three “hope for our future” proceed to rearrange the furniture, sprawl around and be generally obnoxious while her mom remains completely oblivious.
THIS IS NOT YOUR LIVING ROOM! Shut up, or go play outside in traffic. Jeez
This article appears in Aug 28 – Sep 3, 2008.
Are you serious? I would hope that a coffee shop is a place where one can “sprawl around” and relax. It’s not YOUR office- it’s a public space. Or at least, a place for paying customers.
Sorry Tash, it’s not a public space or a ” sprawling meadow “, by law, it’s private property. It certainly isn’t a place for kids to re arrange the furniture.The owner of that progeny should at least corral them for the rest of the paying customers.
Well…I DID say “for paying customers”…but fair enough. But I’d rather see kids “sprawling” (what exactly is the problem with that anyway?) then those people who treat coffee shops like their own personal office space, and then freak out when people actually dare to socialize in it. “Privately owned” DOES NOT mean that it’s owned by the self-employed writer working on his laptop while demanding quiet from the other patrons.(A “sprawling meadow” sounds like a nice place to hang out. Kinda groovy, though I fear it would attract too many of those no-shower types.)
I’ll take my meadow sprawling, but free of sprawling children, please.
It sounds like a German beer garden without the benches; just a bunch of futon mattresses instead. In the Sprawling Garden, lusty serving wenches deliver poutine and large steins of beer whilst the Oompa band lulls you into oblivion.
Mmmmm…. poutine and oblivion…
This place needs one of those cartoons like you’d find at Surplus Freight about jumping on furniture. You have an image of a kid having a great time and the animated couch clearly not having a good time. I laugh every time I see it.
Beer wenches, poutine and futons. Sounds like it might be my new fantasy for the week. I’ll ” try ” it on and get back to y’all next Saturday:D
I’m always more annoyed with the parents then the kids…as someone who’s worked in shops where kids run wild, and have to clean up after they’re done, I’m baffled that their parents seem to ignore them entirely. so they act out more. and god help the poor worker-bee who perhaps has the audacity to ask the child in question NOT to climb on the couch/play with the merchandise/take up multiple chairs when the place is full…….then they get the wrath of the irate parents for ‘harming’ their perfec tlittle angel.I was in an airport recently that has ‘comfy chairs’- a limited number of recliner type chairs for travellors with long layovers and longer flights to relax and maybe get some sleep in. clearly, people are sleeping here. and there is a designated childrens area in the airport. but that didn’t stop one inconsiderate couple from bringing their spawn, taking up two of the very limited number of chairs for their monkey-babies and their gear, and then letting their kids run around, giggling, screaming, and generally causing a loud obnoxious rucus. some people shouldn’t procreate.