We had costumed characters for our 40th birthday party last month. A dinosaur, a walking tree, a princess, butterfly, etc. They represented past exhibits in the museum, and the kids went nuts for them. We brought them back this weekend (due to popular demand!!).
Today this man was demanding we tell them to leave because his son was afraid of them. I'm sorry, your whiny brat of a son freaking out does not outwiegh the hundreds of other kids that think they are the fucking coolest. Especially the dinosaur. I love that dinosaur costume!
When we told him we couldn't do that he freaked right the fuck out and called me a bitch. This guy was nuts! Apparently he made a big scene in the cafe because Fun Allison didn't put mustard on his sandwich. And he yelled at one of the hired actresses! Jerkhole.
He was worse than this crazy family yesterday that wanted strollers for their 3 and 5 year old children. Seriously. I'm sorry sir, your kids are too big. If they really have that much trouble walking maybe you should ask for a wheelchair. Yeeeeesh.
/RANT.
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