Bloglander

Pacific Avenue Pizza: To the unbelievably self-absorbed "parents" who were
ignoring your 3 children on the back patio on Monday night, you were
awfully busy pretending it wasn't your job to supervise them, so here's
what you missed: your baby sitting on the steps in the direct path of the
wait-staff coming and going with hot food and drinks. Your son, looking for
attention, coming over to our table and interrupting our conversation. Then
when we ignored him (as you were doing) he decided to repeatedly ram a
wooden highchair into the cement steps, all while you blithely carried on
your conversation. Although during his rambunctious ramming of said high
chair, you did make one suggestion to your precious little monster to use
his "inside voice." It would have been laughable if it wasn't so bloody
annoying. We had to move inside just to get away from your obnoxious kids.
Listen, I am a parent myself, and I know kids can be a handful. That's why
I only have one, because I know that my spawn are my responsibility, and I
certainly don't expect other people to parent my children, especially when
we're out in public. Sure, it takes a village to raise a child, but pull
your head out of your ironic pants and teach your children some manners and
social skills. Or, better yet, show them by example.