I took my family down to buskers tonight, sat down for the 1st show and these 2 children were sitting in front of us, parents no where to be found, hitting each other with plastic clappers, jumping all over each other and running out into the stage. To the parents: get up off your lazy fat asses and control your damn kids! There is no need for them to be acting like monkeys during an act and running all over the place. Someone couldve taken them and you wouldn’t have even noticed.
The next act we see, were standing towards the back. I’m only 5’2 and my kid is 6. Some stupid bitch, wearing WAY too much perfume, stands and front of us then calls their friends to join them because there’s “lots of room”. Learn some fucking respect and don’t stand in front of people who are shorter then you. And please don’t bath in stinky perfume before you go out!
—just trying to enjoy the shows
This article appears in Aug 13-19, 2009.
seeing as it was just the buskers, you probably we’re missing much.
Sorry, that meant to read “weren’t missing much”. I need more coffee.
When I was watching the buskers a few years ago, and there were a few unruly kids running about, unsupervised, and the busker said “There goes a good argument for retroactive birth control”.
One of the best lines heard at Buskerfest, ever. *G*
I’ll give you half points for this bitch OP, a I whole-heartedly agree with your first paragraph, but not your second.
Those parents were not only irresponsible and lazy, but I’d say neglectful as well. Especially since some of the Busker acts are kind of dangerous if you get too close. I know if I were juggling knives, I wouldn’t want any extra distractions…
But your second point: If you didn’t want people to occupy the empty space in front of you, you should have occupied it yourself. There’s no assigned seating at the Buskers and it’s always a clusterfuck to get the best view. You can’t blame those women for trying to see the show better, since you obviously didn’t care enough to move ahead a couple feet.
Though I do feel your pain about the perfume. I hate that too. Though it’s surprising you could smell it over the harbour stench.
“Would you look at that, Flo? It’s a naked human working on their hygiene,” and the apes gasped with gaping jaws.
dam, wrong thread. Sorry about that.
I’m actually the OP 🙂 I didn’t occupy the little patch of grass in front of me because my kid won’t stay still and needs that little bit of room. I looked around her which was fine, I do expect that at buskers, but it was the fact that she didn’t care or notice that she came and stood in front of us and then invited more people to do the same that bothered me. And holy smokes she stunk so bad and it was like cheep perfume. I could hardly breathe! I had to come home and bitch about it. Made me feel better lol
That’s what we’re here for virgomom 🙂
I have to mostly agree. Perfume stinks. I don’t understand why people think it’s okay to wear it. Whenever I smell someone with strong perfume, I just assume they can’t be bothered to shower regularly.
Only problem with your post is that if you’re 5’2″ and you expect no one taller than you to stand in front of you, you’re pretty much demanding front row seating (save a dwarf or too). That’s a lot to ask.
I’m also a shorty and I’m not asking for front row seats everywhere I go, but I am asking that you don’t stand directly in front of me (so that all I can see is the back of your shirt). If you must cut in front of me (even though I was there long before you), at least stand to the side so I can see in between you and your tall friends heads. Also, to all the tall men in crowded bars: glance your eyes downward every so often and maybe you will stop tripping over me.
Sooooo, tall people automatically at the back? Not very fair OP. That being said, Jennier makes a good point of not standing directly in front of anyone … regsrdless of size it might be a nice courtesy to ask those around you if they can still see before settling in to a spot.
As a tall guy, I try to be aware of where I park myself. Even at seated events (movies/theater) I try not to sit in front of short people if I can avoid it, and I slouch a bit when I can’t. It’s because I used to get pissed off at adults sitting in front of me in the movies when I was a kid and before they had stadium seating. Thank god for stadium seating.
You could smell perfume over the Harbour stench?
Hella kitty I don’t expect tall people at the back. I do expect people who are much taller then, who could see well over me and my kids heads if they stood behind us, not to cut in front of us in the middle of a show and invite their friends because there’s “lots of room” which there really wasn’t at all.
Lol @ TTFN yeah it was smothering me! I didn’t find the harbour stinky, not last night anyway. But her perfume, thick is the word that comes to mind. It was hard to breathe.
Why didn’t you simply push your way in front of her & said…”I was here first, Your now blocking my child’s & my view ! ”
You didn’t have to be abusive, just be firm. It sounds like you simply ran into one of the many people who are brain dead & unless you make a point of it, they will never realise what an asshole they are.
So speak up, you came here to bitch…why not start the bitchfest there !
Then come here & give us the gory details 🙂
Sometimes I get trapped in the elevator at work with a couple of real stinkers – you’d swear they just shower in the fucking stuff. I’d like to dash out the elevator one day and throw a blowtorch in with those reekers before the doors close.
I ended up finding a place for my kid to sit where I could keep my eye on her and she could see. And I elbowed my way up enough to see. It was a good show. The hula hoop woman.
TTFN fart before you leave the elevator. Thatll teach em! 😉 well probably not… But it would be funny!!
I have moved in front of someone shorter than me, especially those people who park on lawnchairs, because it was the only reasonable opening. But, I will kneel or some such thing (sitting on gum, spit and garbage is not an option). There are lots of polite ways of informing the people in front of you that they have been inconsiderate. Even to just say, ‘you have blocked my kids’ view when you moved here, can you let them stand in front of you’, will make them aware that they are intruding. I find most people will apologize and make an attempt to correct.
True story: my dad was in the bank once and this kid was screaming its head off and the mom was all “lol, I’m almost done, sweetie, mommy just has to get some money! lol” so he said to her “can’t you control your animal?”…
….yeah she didn’t take that very well. She told him to drive off a cliff, and dad said, in his very calm shit disturbing manner “why don’t you go fuck yourself” with a big smile on his face. She was SOOOO mad. AND! The kid knew he was being a little shit, because he stfu after dad asked her if she could control her “animal.” LOL
Seriously though, people let their kids do whatever they want these days because they figure the world has to put up with their “little miracle.” Well, *I* remember when I was a kid getting in big ass trouble if I was a shit in public. My mom took me everywhere and had no complaints (she even comments on that now when we see little brats running around), because I was taught to know better. If I pulled the same shit that kid did, I wouldn’t’ve gotten a “mommy’s almost done! LOL” I would’ve been marched home and punished (and no, I wasn’t spanked, my mom would take away my favorite toys and that was punishment enough — you CAN still punish your kids without hitting them, and a lot of parents don’t GET THAT).
Kids are energetic, sure, ok, I get that, but there’s a huge difference between being energetic and being a fucking little brat.
Like the kid on the leash with her big, fat father last week at Tonto Mall?
No word of lie, folks, PK and I could hear this little shit from one end of the mall and then on another level! When we looked at the big-fat-father, all he did was stand there holding the leash and smiling like a goof.
Well, he was too dumb to dress himself properly (his gut was hanging out the bottom of his grease stained black t shirt a la philadelphia collins), so do you really think he’d clue in and think “durrrrr maybe my kid shouldn’t be screaming so loud in publicccc durrrrr,” Fat?
Frig. You expect too much from the masses, bud.
No, I don’t expect anything. Its that nothing surprises me anymore.
I should have yelled, “SHUT UP, FAT KID!” but would have to worry about the father chasing me down and beating me.
Chasing you down? Fat, he couldn’t even keep up with his kid — he had to tire her the fuck up on a leash….doubt he could chase you down.
Sad thing was, the kid was a major cutie, but will probably turn into a little fat brat because mommy and daddy couldn’t control her behaviour. *shakes head*
“Can’t you control your animal?” … amazing. I need to try that one some time.
virgomom, you’re pretty articulate here. Why can’t you be when you’re “out there”?
“Can’t you control your animal?”… that’s downright combative no matter what the tone so I guess your Dad got even with the bad bad mom, kitty.
You’re a bad parent no matter what you do or say. After speaking to my kids twice (they kept wanting to hide in the center part of a clothes rack), I decided to leave the store. The cashier who had rolled his eyes when we first arrived (they were not running or making any noise), and who was the first to run up to the cash to get the commission, treated me all huffy. When I said to him (pretty kitty’s dad’s comment, but turned around), “Don’t worry, I am taking my animals home to put them in their cages” (I was being sarcastic, I thought), he stopped being huffy and instead started acting like I was a piece of shit child abuser. It must have been me, and not my kids, that he instantly looked down on and judged. I guess he just had a problem with breeders (life sucks quote) and their issue in general.
I had a similiar experience with the Buskers on the weekend. I was sitting, and toddlers kept poking and bumping their toys into me and my backpack through the whole show. And then near they end they must have gotten bored because they started yelling and screaming about 3 year old stuff. Their parents were sitting next to them… pretty fucking annoying.
At least you were taking care of the situation, HKM. Kudos to you. Too many parents excuse their kids’ bad behaviour. I never really had a desire to act out as a kid (I was an only child and around adults 90% of the time, and it was only when I with other kids my own age that I got anywhere near rowdy — I never liked getting in trouble alone and having a tantrum in public would get me in trouble), but when I ever did, I got marched out to the car and when I got home my tv or nintendo or other toys were yanked out of my room.
And if I ever had tantrums at home my mom would just ignore me because I’d just want attention or my own way and eventually I got over it — but she would never let me go on and on in public.
And HKM, if I had’ve been that cashier I would’ve laughed my ass off when you said you were taking your animals home…you sound like someone who doesn’t excuse their kids’ bad behaviour i.e.: a decent parent.
God, I hope so! I don’t want my parenting to jump up and bite me in the ass 10 years from now in some book, on some therapist’s couch or at the Coast’s Way We Bitch site :).
My kid would have never behave the way these kids did! And she can be a handful sometimes. I would never let her behave that way either.
Never say never, I have learned. After all, children are adults in training (from one perspective), and it is inevitable that they will make mistakes. That they learn from their mistakes is what’s important. That’s were we parents come in.
Too many parents bought into the old Dr Spock “Time out” theory and now we have kids who are running wild. The only time out my Dad gave me when I was little was when he was tired of slapping my ass with a belt. I get a huge kick out of all this “If you do not stop you are going to get a time out”. Oh my GAWWWD!!! Shudder!! If I do not staop running around and causing shit you are going to make me sit on a chair!! No fucking wonder kids are the way they are now.