I'm Sick of Your Bad Ass Kids

Why must you continually give the rest of the civilized world an example of your bad parenting? I'm talking about your bad as kids!

Please allow me to set the scene: It's a beautiful Saturday afternoon, birds are chirping, you and your mate decide to barbeque a few things on the grill. Maybe even, brew up some sweet tea. You get up from your easy chair and over to the kitchen where you discover you don't have everything for a Saturday afternoon backyard barbeque with just you and your mate. Someone needs to head over to the local supermarket to grab the items needed. You decide to be the gofer and allow your mate to relax or to prepare the rest of the items while you are away. You grab the car keys, wallet, and off you go to your local grocery story. While in route to the store, you think aloud, "lets kill the A/C and enjoy some of this great Saturday weather". You arrive at the supermarket parking lot, get out of your vehicle. You've even got a hop in your step and whistle on your lips - you just need to get in and out with a few items to get back to the house where your mate awaits and the coals are just turning white. Step out of the car and up to the grocery cart stall and... an 8 year old that didn't get the cupcake she wanted is throwing a complete audible tantrum right near the cart stall, blocking your ability to get around the kicking, screaming, flailing kid - while the parent exercises what she believes is the right thing to do; ignore the kid and the tantrum will go away. Meantime, you're stuck trying to get around this nose miner while the parent lallygags to her car calling her child's name ever so sweetly.

Hows' that Saturday working out now?

That's just one part of the example of my Saturday. I have children, if they are having a bad day, which kids do - I leave their asses at home or I just don't leave the house. Everyone understands kids are still learning how to express themselves, but if your child is having a nuclear meltdown
in isle 4 of your local supermarket, that crap load of useless information you heard on Dr. Help about parenting is not going to work. Save the world a headache and grab your demon seed, drop your bags or leave your cart and get that screaming kid out of the store. Here's what Dr. Help won't tell you, stop apologizing to people around you for your bad ass kid. We're only judging you, not the kid. A tantrum is a learned behavior. They only do it because you validated it at some point in their little lives, so now in their minds if I do this mom or dad will react like this.

You can't show me one parent that doesn't believe they have the best kids in the world. "Little Alex can do no wrong", "He's just having a bad day", "Its okay if you hit mommy in the face, just don't cry". Look parents, you know when you have an eff'd up kid and yes, it's something you did. But because it's something you did you can undo it.

Save the world by knowing when to bring that bastard out of the house and when to leave his/her ass at home. If you can never find a babysitter... THERE'S A REASON. Who in their right mind wouldn't want to babysit a good kid? There are teenage girls with overhyped hormones just wanting to embrace a little kid, but your snot nosed heathen can stop trowing stuff long enough to get embraced, so the teenage girl goes to the mall instead of wanting to babysit your vaginal discharge.

And parents with multiple bad ass kids - leave all their asses at home. Want to know why you won't leave them all at home alone... because they will tear your house up cause their bad! Stop ruining everyone else's life, all we want to do is have a nice barbeque in our backyards on a Saturday.