Y'know, in grocery stores, I tend to tune it out, or have some sympathy for the parents.
I do not sell the necessities of life. I sell comic books, toys, and overpriced collectibles, largely based on cartoon characters.
There is nothing that fills me with deeper contempt for my own hobbies than watching a parent completely ignore his or her squalling children so that they can buy toys for themselves.
And let me be clear: I mean completely. Child not just squalling randomly, but actively trying to share in their parent's interests: "Ooh! Look at this! Look at this! Look at this!"
And the parent doesn't even treat them with respect enough to say, "hold on" or "not now" or "I'm trying to talk to the gentleman behind the counter". They don't even respect their child enough to say "shut up". They just keep talking to Your Obedient Register Monkey, occasionally shoving their child out of the way when the poor kid sticks something in their face just to get some glimmer of attention from their uncaring gene donor.
When a child misbehaves, smack the parents.
I do not sell the necessities of life. I sell comic books, toys, and overpriced collectibles, largely based on cartoon characters.
There is nothing that fills me with deeper contempt for my own hobbies than watching a parent completely ignore his or her squalling children so that they can buy toys for themselves.
And let me be clear: I mean completely. Child not just squalling randomly, but actively trying to share in their parent's interests: "Ooh! Look at this! Look at this! Look at this!"
And the parent doesn't even treat them with respect enough to say, "hold on" or "not now" or "I'm trying to talk to the gentleman behind the counter". They don't even respect their child enough to say "shut up". They just keep talking to Your Obedient Register Monkey, occasionally shoving their child out of the way when the poor kid sticks something in their face just to get some glimmer of attention from their uncaring gene donor.