Saluki
World class procrastinator
- Location
- ...Norwich over the water.
We were once in a pub grub place, a bunch of us out for lunch. We'd all been served with our fish & chips/scampi & chips/chilli con carne/veg stir fry etc and were quite aware of kids bombing about the place like hyperactive puppies. We took no notice until one of the little darlings came to our table and grabbed a handful of chips of my friend's plate.
That might not seem so hideous but the kid had its nose running beyond belief and covered the lower half of its face, its hands were covered in runny snot which had transferred itself to the rest of my friends chips. The meal was replaced by the pub staff and the parents asked to control the kid. They didn't and eventually left noisily after repeated requests from the staff. The kids were running riot, bashing in to people and stuff, grabbing food off people's plates etc. That pub must have replaced half a dozen meals in the chaotic 10 minutes that the kids were running around.
I only refer to the kid as an 'it' because I couldn't tell if it was a boy or girl. All that snot put me right off my dinner though. I'm a bit tickle-tum to be fair.
The running about, I can generally ignore nowadays. I did get a bit fed up once, when trying to use pub loos when a kid decided they couldn't wait and just slid, on their back, under my cubical door. They were firmly pushed back out again.
That might not seem so hideous but the kid had its nose running beyond belief and covered the lower half of its face, its hands were covered in runny snot which had transferred itself to the rest of my friends chips. The meal was replaced by the pub staff and the parents asked to control the kid. They didn't and eventually left noisily after repeated requests from the staff. The kids were running riot, bashing in to people and stuff, grabbing food off people's plates etc. That pub must have replaced half a dozen meals in the chaotic 10 minutes that the kids were running around.
I only refer to the kid as an 'it' because I couldn't tell if it was a boy or girl. All that snot put me right off my dinner though. I'm a bit tickle-tum to be fair.
The running about, I can generally ignore nowadays. I did get a bit fed up once, when trying to use pub loos when a kid decided they couldn't wait and just slid, on their back, under my cubical door. They were firmly pushed back out again.
