Ah, a cafe owner after my own heart: Cafe's move to boot bad kids kicks up skirmish between the childless and the child-centered.
Now the title ("War on Brats")and the tage line above are, in my opinion, a little misleading. The owner isn't trying to ban kids from his store. After enduring such appaling behavior like:
Children were climbing the cafe's poles. A couple were blithely reading the newspaper while their daughter lay on the floor blocking the line for coffee. When the family whose children were running across the room to flail themselves against the display cases left after his admonishment, McCauley recalled, the restaurant erupted in applause.
So the owner puts up a sign saying simply, "Children of all ages have to behave and use their indoor voices when they come to A Taste of Heaven." Not "No one under 18 allowed" or "Screaming children will be ground up and added to the espresso". It's a simply request that all patrons entering be courteous to the other patrons.
So, of course, people are whining and snarking all over the place, and there are whispers of a boycott:
"I'd love for him to be responsible for three children for the next year and see if he can control the volume of their voices every minute of the day."
No one's saying that you have to control them every minute of the day, just when you're in that one place.
"...really what they're saying is they don't welcome children, they want the child to behave like an adult."
*rereads the sign* funny, I don't see anything that says "Children not welcome" and while I'm aware that kids can be kids at times, I don't think it's asking too much for when your child is in a coffeeshop to keep the screeching down. That's not simply behaving like an adult, that's behaving like a polite human.
"I think that the mothers who allow their kids to run around and scream, that's wrong, but kids scream and there is nothing you can do about it. What are we supposed to do, not enjoy ourselves at a cafe?"
Yes! Any polite human being would remove the disturbance that's disturbing the general peace. I'm sorry that you can't "enjoy" yourself at a cafe, but that's the price you paid the minute some doctor said "It's a boy/girl" and you decided to take it home with you. Consider it a sacrifice.
Yay for this parent who's got it right:
"The litmus test for me is if they have high chairs or not," said Dehl, the woman who scooped her screaming son from his seat during brunch, as she waited out his restlessness on a sidewalk bench. "The fact that they had one high chair, and the fact that he's the only child in the restaurant is an indication that it's an adult place, and if he's going to do his toddler thing we should take him out and let him run around."
I'd rant more, but I've got to get ready for work...
Now the title ("War on Brats")and the tage line above are, in my opinion, a little misleading. The owner isn't trying to ban kids from his store. After enduring such appaling behavior like:
Children were climbing the cafe's poles. A couple were blithely reading the newspaper while their daughter lay on the floor blocking the line for coffee. When the family whose children were running across the room to flail themselves against the display cases left after his admonishment, McCauley recalled, the restaurant erupted in applause.
So the owner puts up a sign saying simply, "Children of all ages have to behave and use their indoor voices when they come to A Taste of Heaven." Not "No one under 18 allowed" or "Screaming children will be ground up and added to the espresso". It's a simply request that all patrons entering be courteous to the other patrons.
So, of course, people are whining and snarking all over the place, and there are whispers of a boycott:
"I'd love for him to be responsible for three children for the next year and see if he can control the volume of their voices every minute of the day."
No one's saying that you have to control them every minute of the day, just when you're in that one place.
"...really what they're saying is they don't welcome children, they want the child to behave like an adult."
*rereads the sign* funny, I don't see anything that says "Children not welcome" and while I'm aware that kids can be kids at times, I don't think it's asking too much for when your child is in a coffeeshop to keep the screeching down. That's not simply behaving like an adult, that's behaving like a polite human.
"I think that the mothers who allow their kids to run around and scream, that's wrong, but kids scream and there is nothing you can do about it. What are we supposed to do, not enjoy ourselves at a cafe?"
Yes! Any polite human being would remove the disturbance that's disturbing the general peace. I'm sorry that you can't "enjoy" yourself at a cafe, but that's the price you paid the minute some doctor said "It's a boy/girl" and you decided to take it home with you. Consider it a sacrifice.
Yay for this parent who's got it right:
"The litmus test for me is if they have high chairs or not," said Dehl, the woman who scooped her screaming son from his seat during brunch, as she waited out his restlessness on a sidewalk bench. "The fact that they had one high chair, and the fact that he's the only child in the restaurant is an indication that it's an adult place, and if he's going to do his toddler thing we should take him out and let him run around."
I'd rant more, but I've got to get ready for work...
"I'm going to Hell riding on your cock"
"My dad says exploding ducks are a good omen."
Thank you, Friendly Hostility
"My dad says exploding ducks are a good omen."
Thank you, Friendly Hostility
Mommy throws her babies in the frezzy sea
You know, honey, it's a little too late for an abortion, don't you think?
You know, honey, it's a little too late for an abortion, don't you think?
VG Cats just broke me...
- Mood:ow
Something Awful's guide to cartoon porn! (Not work safe, not home safe, not sanity safe)
I'm gonna have nightmares now...goody!
I'm gonna have nightmares now...goody!
- Mood:AGHHHHH!
"'Hell happened to you, nigga?"
"A girl broke my heart. And a lung and a shoulder plate. But I'm kinda over that now."
Edge the Devilhunter rocks my world sometimes...
"A girl broke my heart. And a lung and a shoulder plate. But I'm kinda over that now."
Edge the Devilhunter rocks my world sometimes...
- Mood:sober
So, two years ago, I got a huge picture of myself celebrating at Pride in the major news (AJC, to be exact). People at work noticed.
Last year, I got a quote in the Southern Voice.
No one at work noticed.
This year, not only was I on the news, but there's a really good pic of me on the Voice website (and hopefully in the paper, once I grab one). Those two ladies were way cool, I walked with them last year, and they recognized me.
I hope that no one at work noticed that picture...
Last year, I got a quote in the Southern Voice.
No one at work noticed.
This year, not only was I on the news, but there's a really good pic of me on the Voice website (and hopefully in the paper, once I grab one). Those two ladies were way cool, I walked with them last year, and they recognized me.
I hope that no one at work noticed that picture...
Paternal Instinct
Makes me giggle...
"Og make more Ogs! Og powerful!"
Og did nothing else beside come...no wonder he feels so damn powerful!
Makes me giggle...
"Og make more Ogs! Og powerful!"
Og did nothing else beside come...no wonder he feels so damn powerful!
- Mood:giggle
..a new icon, that basically defines love in my eyes:
"Two people, holding guns to each other heads, waiting to see who will pull the trigger first...and sometimes, you even get sex out of it."
But don't worry, dear friends, because like my dear friend Mr. Cynical here, after you get your brains blown out yet again, you'll just respawn to do it once more. Like some frantic compulsively masturbating monkey going back to his red, sore, rope burned little peepee...
btw, the art cometh from Underpower. Read it, love it.
"Two people, holding guns to each other heads, waiting to see who will pull the trigger first...and sometimes, you even get sex out of it."
But don't worry, dear friends, because like my dear friend Mr. Cynical here, after you get your brains blown out yet again, you'll just respawn to do it once more. Like some frantic compulsively masturbating monkey going back to his red, sore, rope burned little peepee...
btw, the art cometh from Underpower. Read it, love it.
- Mood:
amused
Just in case you've seen it before (and I'm feeling so very, very random today):
How to Raise a Juvinile Delinquent
I agree with most of them, except the "Never give him any spiritual training". It is very possible to teach morals without sticking to any particular myth.
How to Raise a Juvinile Delinquent
I agree with most of them, except the "Never give him any spiritual training". It is very possible to teach morals without sticking to any particular myth.
- Mood:
giggly
For all those New Years parties in the metro area, just in case you didn't know:
MARTA trains will run 24 hours on New Year's Eve
so go party and have a good damn time!
MARTA trains will run 24 hours on New Year's Eve
so go party and have a good damn time!
- Mood:
hyper
You dont' have to be everything to your SO..it's smothering! Get a life to actually share for once, for gods' sake!
Advice Goddess Does it for me
and that was yet another special episode of Kiki's unwanted, unasked for advice: Advice from Someone Else!
I wonder if I could become an advice columist? I think I have enough common sense for the job, and the desire to tell people my point of view....*shurg*
Advice Goddess Does it for me
and that was yet another special episode of Kiki's unwanted, unasked for advice: Advice from Someone Else!
I wonder if I could become an advice columist? I think I have enough common sense for the job, and the desire to tell people my point of view....*shurg*
- Mood:
amused
