What's your horror story with bad parenting from strangers? I'll start. I'm in line at the DMV today,

and I see a mom who looks, honestly, maybe 35 years old, tops. She has what can only be a 14-year-old

daughter with a skin-tight t-shirt with what little cleavage she has on display, along with

shorts cut so short that her butt is hanging

out. This girl's on her cell phone, just yelling up a storm at whoever she's talking to. It's

straight out of Moripovich, because the best part is her mom is dressed exactly the same. Her

three-year-old son is running around, screaming at the top of his lungs, bumping into people, and at one point

I turned my back and he runs up and hits me on the back of the leg. I had the audacity to ask the mother

to watch her kid and I get a huge mind your own business rant. She then proceeds to place him in a

stroller, give him a Pepsi and some flaming hot Cheetos. Where on earth have all the

parents gone? Why is it more important to be friends with your kid? What would you have done?

As a side note, when she yelled at me to mind my own business, I said, fair enough. Her reply,

Yeah, that's right. I honestly just laughed out loud. What else can you do in that situation? If she's not

going to parent the kids, it's not like you can. I used to work at a sandwich shop and there was a man

in line with his son. The little boy was a bit bouncy and kept tugging on the man's arm saying,

Daddy, I need to potty real bad. And the dad would say, In a minute, son. This went on for like five minutes,

and the little boy says,

Daddy, I have to potty now.

And the man all of a sudden turns to the sun

and back hands him across the face

and yells at him,

I told you to wait a minute.

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