What is going on everyone and welcome back to my channel. I hope you're all doing well. Now in today's

video I've got some more classic entitled parent stories for you starting off with this one. In it,

an entitled dad gets incredibly angry at an innocent guy in a coffee shop. Why you ask? Well, because this guy

was listening to heavy metal music. Entitled father goes ballistic for satanic music. Yesterday, I was

out at a small coffee shop in my municipality in Sweden. I come here almost every day and have been for over 20 years.

I work as an architect. And one of the ways I work best, building models and making drawings,

the creative process, is by listening to and making drawings, the creative process,

is by listening to music. Metal, loud rock music. Just to give an indication of the type of music,

at the time this happened, the songs I was listening to were The Devil and I, Slipknot,

To Be Alone by Five Finger Death Punch, Babbles Tower by Primordial, and Numa by Toll.

Now back to the story. The old lady who works at the store, will call her Eva, knows me very well,

to the point where she is my order waiting for me when I get there. During Corona, Eva's coffee shop

hasn't been doing too well, so I make sure to leave her generous tips,

and on slower days for me, I even help her tidy up the place when there's nobody around.

I usually sit at a window seat, perpendicular to the counter, facing out onto the road.

There's a church directly across from the coffee shop, and nothing much else around besides residential houses.

I'm sitting, drawing the church, eating my much else around besides residential houses. I'm sitting,

drawing the church, eating my canel bull and drinking coffee when I see a dad and two small children,

probably around eight or nine, come out of the church and into the coffee shop. Now, my town isn't a large place and Sweden isn't a very Christian country. I'm atheist, hence the devil's

music. I don't recognize any of the three people. They don't look Swedish, maybe Mediterranean,

and seem to get cold by just crossing the streets. They walk in, order their meal,

I notice the kids getting fussy. One of them stamps his foot, which is what got my attention,

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