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Look at the cute little baby

June 22, 2012

You’re wondering why your salad and your dinner and your bill, all came at the same time? I’m sure it doesn’t have anything to do with your rowdy kids or your crying baby.

This isn’t a day care. People don’t go to restaurants to hear your kids whine and watch them jump all over the place. Also, I don’t need your cheerios and other kid snacks spread all over the ground and table. Beat it.

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  1. Yea, kids are definitely one of the worst parts of the job. The parents after sitting down ask you, not the host, for a high chair. Then the kid never sit in it. Instead he runs around the restaurant getting in people’s way. Or perhaps he does sit in it and the parents feed him Cheerios that they grind up and leave on top of, around, and underneath the stable.

    I once had a woman who had a kid piss herself all over. She didn’t tell anyone, didn’t change her kid’s clothes. And when I came over to inquire about the large puddle. She said “at least urine is sterile.” Yea for about 5 seconds.

    • HA!! I cant believe people sometimes. Its funny the things that go through their heads when stuff like that happens.

  2. that picture really cracks me up, yes we don’t go out to hear people’s kids act like little brats or scream. good one. and if they can’t control them then don’t go out or get a babysitter you think?

  3. I used to work at a nice Manhattan restaurant and this loud obnoxious family would come in at 8 on a Saturday night, no reservation, and not understand why we couldn’t and wouldn’t give them a table. Once we let them sit upstairs in the nice dining room and their kids had a food fight. Not ok.

    • Yes, a lot of people just dont get it. I would love to go to their house and have a food fight and see if theyd invite me back over for dinner. Its weird.

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