Sunday, December 15, 2013

Seriously...

Kids today!

And yes I KNOW I sound like an old person raising my cane and yelling from my easy chair, but honestly, kids today...

So I stopped into McDonald's this afternoon to get the kids something for lunch.  It was lunchtime around when all churches in the area let out so they were swamped.  It took about twenty minutes to get my food and in that time I saw two adolescents that quite honestly could have done with a swift kick in the ass.

First was the kid that was a freaking angel compared to the other kid...  This was a teenage girl.  Her mom was white and sorry to my caucasian readers but for this girls attitude, I didn't expect her to do what she did.  They came in and the mom ordered food.  The girl at the register asked if she wanted it medium or large.  Now the girl behind the counter in this line (They had three open) was a big girl.  Not damn! big big.  Like slightly more than me big. The teenager looks her up and down and says, "I want it medium, I don't wanna get fat like you!"

See my problem is I pay attention to a whole bunch of shit I probably shouldn't.  If i had been playing on my phone, I would have missed the whole exchange as it happened so quick.  The mom looked at the girl that was horrified by the teen and looked near tears and said. "You know what?  How about I buy you lunch while my daughter has to work your job and deal with ungrateful, disrespectful little shits like her while being nice for no reason?" and walked away.

I'm standing there thinking that I could not have been the only person to see this when Satan walked in.  I swear it was Satan.  Based on what happened next, I'm convinced the kid was Satan.

This short lady came in with a little girl wearing the most adorable hello kitty hat I've ever seen and a almost as tall as her boy wearing bright neon orange beats audio headphones.  She did the ordering and she stood at the back like the rest of us her daughter held her hand.  The boy, however, stood at the counter standing in the way, like literally in the way of other people trying to order.  One man couldn't get him to move so he simply ordered over him him.  I know the boy saw and heard the man because at one point he rolled his eyes at him.  Then the mom looked up.  I guess she had been either dealing with the little girl or on her phone.  There were so many people I can't be sure.  When she looked up, she realized he was blocking the ordering line and she told him to move.  His response was to shift his considerable (i don't need to be talking) weight to the other foot and rolled his eyes again.  To her credit or maybe not, she didn't jack him up, she sighed and rolled her eyes.  The next woman in line tried to get him to move and he started signing.   Keep in mind that I have stomach cramps and other cramps and I'm hungry plus tired of waiting in line so I'm controlling the urge to jack this kid up myself as well as the mom.

The woman trying to order walked out.  She didn't even bother.  She just walked out so now McDonald's has lost a customer over this kid.  The guy behind the counter decided if the mom wasn't going to do anything, he was and he pulled the headphones off the kids head and told him to move his lazy ass.  At this point, everyone waiting for food started to clap.  The kid started screaming and cussing and then looked at his mother and said, and I quote:" Are you going to let this nigger talk to me like that?"  She said "I told you to move." and he rolled those eyes that I wanted to scoop out with a spoon and said "You stupid good for nothin bitch."

I swear you could hear a cricket fart in McDonalds at that moment.  This was the woman's opportunity to shove this boy into a deep fryer and not one single one of us would have seen a damn thing when the cops came around asking.  As far as we would have been concerned, he fell.  From the front of the store he just fell... And she fucking sighed and rolled her eyes!!!  The manager came around and went to the register pulled out what I think was a twenty and handed it to the mom telling her to please go.  Go to KFC or Burger King just leave.

I felt bad because as the mother was leaving, the little girl realized she wasn't getting McDonalds and because to scream bloody freaking murder.  The woman didn't leave towards the parking lot where I was parked, she left towards the K-mart side so either she bussed it there or was parked over there.  Don't know, don't care.

What has happened to children over the course of the years?  If I had acted that way not just my mother but everyone in McDonalds would have gang jumped me and taken turns beating me.  In her time as a kid, my gram would have knocked the teeth out of her head for the mere thought of saying that shit.  Before that, I'm not sure.  The point is, the more time marches on, the more kids think they can say whatever the hell they want.

I hope my kids never think they have the right to speak to me like I'm worth less than them.  I brought them in this world and if I have to, I'll take them out of it.  No child should treat any adult like garbage.  No adult should treat a child like garbage.  no one should treat anyone like garbage.  We all need each other whether we like it or not.  And that's not my oh so preachy Christmas message.  We all need each other.  Period.  Stop treating each other like crap.  Kids, remember your parents will always be bigger than you.  Even if you are six feet and they are four, they are bigger than you and know way more than you.  Like how to kill you and make it look like a real accident.  Like how to cut you off at the knees and bring you down to their eye level and how to frame you for heinous acts against humanity and let the cops lock you up for the rest of your life and no one will believe you because mom and dad can prove that you've been a habitual liar all your life. Remember that kids. Just keep that in the back of your heads.  And if by some chance my kids are reading this... I win.  And I'm always right.  Even when I'm wrong... I'm right.  I'm always right.

Always.

Goodnight folks!!

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