Thank you Prettylady for bringing this one back up. I needed the laugh. We have a chick who leaves her toilet paper protection all over the seats in the outhouse we have at work. If you don't think
your butt shouldn't touch the seat, what makes you think
I should clean up the leavings that your butt's been on. And, this is a Freaking Mine for pete's sake. I don't want my butt there either. That's why I hover if I have to use them. And guy's, don't leave dribbles everywhere. A quick wipe down isn't tough. Now you know
why I hover.
As far as children go. My children have known how to behave in public and respect the others around them from an early age. They have gone to decent restaurants since they were 3 or 4. They have gone to nice restaurants since about 10. I have
always received compliments on their behavior b/c the waitresses and other patrons appreciate a mother and father who pay attention to their offspring and insure they do not intrude on the enjoyment of others. As soon as I would even suspect inappropriate behavior coming on, out to the car we went. Only had to happen once for the point to be made clear. Not only are the other folks around paying good money to have a pleasant evening, so were their mom and dad.
Please folks, if you can't handle that much parenting, hire a babysitter to keep the little darlings at home. Honestly, it will not intrude on junior's personal freedom of expression for him/her to learn to respect the people around them and they won't be scarred for life if they are removed from a restaurant/grocery store/gym/etc. for getting out of line.
Therefore, I have no qualms whatsoever with looking straight at a brat that I might encounter in public throwing a hissy fit and asking very loudly if it actually has a parent or just crawled out from under a rock, while giving it's parent a clear look of disgust. I'm with Hat Trick, I'm just to old for that crap.
Oh, yeah, I just remembered...The supervisor at our local rec center did let my youngest work out in the adult area that required a min. age of 16 when she was 13 b/c he knew she knew how to behave.

Guess I did something right.