Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Isn't there a fucking Chuck E. Cheese anywhere in the Upper East Side?


Ok, not to sound like any more of a misanthrope than I usually do, but goddamn it, why do parents of young kids bring their brats out to nice restaurants?

I was at one of my favorite places in the city tonight, you know, just to relax...read, eat, drink - and some rugrat in the restaurant area started out with a slow whine, and then progressed into a full-blown wail.

Now, luckily, the mother was at least embarrassed enough to take the little cocksucker outside, but I still had to hear it for quite a few minutes.

People. These are places for adults. Trust me, we really don't secretly think your kids are charming.

Thank you.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

grumpy

Anonymous said...

Forget about resturants, how about the ones who let their kids run wild in stores or buses or subways, that annoys the hell out of me too!

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Anonymous said...

Have you ever really been to a Chucky Cheese? I have! They are frightening! lol

Anonymous said...

heh - how about an airplane with a crying baby behind you? The absolute worst...

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