So my wife and I decided to have dinner last night at Cheesecake Factory and I'm walking to reserve our seats when this little 4 or 5 year old kid runs up to me, punches me right in the nutsack and runs away. Ouch.

So I'm wincing in pain, trying not to make a big show about it. I turn around to see where the little brat ran off to and more importantly the parents. The little brat is chasing his older brother, probably 6 or 7, all around the lounge area trying to hit him but hitting other patrons instead. Then I see the brats' mother, just looking on.

I walk up to her and the conversation went something like this...

Me - Excuse, your kid just hit me. Please keep them under control.

Her - (stares me down like a ghetto punk bitch) Como? (What in Spanish)

Me - Your kids, control them please.

Her - What is your problem man?

Me - Bad parents like yourself and your little brat kids.

Her - (continues to stare me down and tells her female friend something about me, probably not nice)

Me - Stop being a bitch and go teach your ****ing kids something called manners.

At this point she kept starring and talking shit, so I turned around and walked away from her. Oh and meanwhile, her kids are still chasing each other around all other the place.

Do you have any good stories about punk kids and their punk parents?

 

I love how she ignores the fact that her lil brats continue to run around and hit people. someone should teach that whole family a lesson that hitting people isn't nice (make em see how it feels if you know what I mean)

there should be some kind of clueless/responsibility test people should take beore they have kids

 

i woulda sat my a$$ down on a table, and complained to the manager about the rowdiness, and how it makes me feel like leaving.
NOTICE how they will warn the parents and may even kick them out of the restaurant...

 

Picturing that in my mind makes me laugh my ass off

 

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Back on topic, I've luckly never really encountered to many roudy kids. I'm still somewhat young (almost 19) so not many things really aggrevate me yet .

However, when I was going to the british virgin islands with my friends there was this one kid who would not STFU the WHOLE time on the air plane (3 hour flight was the first one) and naturally they were right in front of us. Now our plane left at 5am so my friends and I decided to just stay up the night and sleep on the two plane rides. Needless to say, this kid was an unwelcome gift from hell. It wouldn't be so bad if the mother at least tried to calm the kid down...but no she just sat there and let the little brat whine the whole time. (note this kid is like 6 so its not a little baby that can't really help it). Throughout the trip we complained to the flight attendants and the mother (everyone was getting sick and tired of it). About 1.5 hours into the plane, I just stood up and screamed "SHUT THE **** UP" right to the kid. The mother just looked at me and the kid stoped -- even a couple people clapped .

Sometimes you just gotta lay the law down.

 

I would have punted the kid across the restaurant. My guess is that a 4-5 year old could get about 8-10 feet of air off of my foot. There is nothing worse than bratty kids with bad parents.

 

I'd like to see that on the menu at Cheesecake Factory. I'd pay upwards of $20 for it.

 

There's an obnoxious little s*** at our local pool who hangs out at the baby pool all the time, even though he's a little old for it. Hi mother is forever calling "Brent, please don't do that" in a pleading, whiney way, so of course the kid ignores her completely.

The first time he came near my daughter (18 months old) I gave him a deadpan scary look and growled "please stay away from her, she's too little for you".

That kid hasn't come within 10 feet of me or my daughter since then

 

I'd have tried to trip 'em. I've tried a few times to talk to parents with rude kids and >50% I get the same bad attitude you got.

Last time was a 2-stroke quad racing up and down my street, full throttle, after 10 PM. When I marched down to their house to complain to mom her answer was "he doesn't got to ride it much" and "the other neighbors don't complain." I told her I wasn't a pussy like some of our neighbors and the next time we had this conversation there'd be cops involved. Things hve been quiet since...

 

cheese cake factory has shitty service what do u expect, they allow for that kinda shit to happen