Who here hates kids in their store?
You all know the type. The mother walks them in, proceeds to turn right around and shop and completely ignore them. Its like the pharmacy is their little playground. The kid is either:
Whats best of all, the mother just ignores them!
It takes an act of God to keep me from walking over to the mother, giving her a whole hearted bitchslap across the face, and kick the kid in the ass so hard he does a faceplant.
Now i’m not anti-child. There are some very well behaved children that sit patiently until their prescription is ready, then politely get a candy bar (which their mother buys for them for being good), and walks out. I love those children, and on more than one occation i’ve even let them choose a candy for free just because of how well behaved they are. Good behavior needs to be rewarded.
Now this isnt a racial dig, just my experience, but Hispanic male children seem to be the worst of them all. I dont know if its a cultural thing, or the mother just doesnt care, but 9 out of 10 hispanic male children are totally out of control. A hispanic woman told me that its really their culture to allow the males to do what they want, because they are “keeper of the name” or “man of the family” blah blah blah.. They can do that all they want at home, but in MY store they need to play by MY rules.
I’ve actually yelled at the mother and the children before. The mother sorta gets embarassed (even though she had no idea what I was saying) and the child just sorta looked at me. Whats great is when the Father is there, and it suddenly becomes a pissing match between myself and him. I politely tell him that if he wants his prescriptions filled, his child would either have to stand outside, or settle down. After some grumbling they usually comply or they get their Rx’s wadded up and thrown at them.
What also bugs me are moribly obese kids. You know, the ones that cant even see their toes at age 5. They run in the pharmacy to the candy section, and whine at their mother until they buy half the damn rack. They then sit their plump ass down in a chair and proceeds to make a choclate mess all over everything as they consume the candy bar as fast as their little fat fingers can shove it in their mouth… Someone in this whole relationship needs to grow some balls, and when the child pitches a fit about not getting any candy, 5-across-the-eyes does wonders.
If these mothers wish for me to watch over their kids, then its my rules the’ll have to play by.