My beautiful, generous, loving, and overly helpful son, Teagan, was enjoying his party yesterday at Chuck E. Cheese, when a woman and her very small daughter were coming down the stairs into the party area. They were not part of our party, but were going to sit in some booths surrounding the party tables. Teagan immediately went to them and tried to help her small daughter down the stairs, and the lady told him, "Stop." And he said, "I'm just trying to help her down the stairs." Then she said again, "Stop, leave her alone." And he said, "I'm just trying to help!" Then, this bitch, who I swear I was about to throw down with after I heard about this situation from his girlfriend's mom, said to Teagan, "But she is MY daughter."
Are you f*cking kidding me? We have encountered situations like this before, and usually if I am there, I try to get Teagan to stop being so helpful, and the parents of his intended targets are usually like, "Oh, it's okay, he's not bothering blah blah blah." They are very gracious and kind about it. But this woman, who looked like she had been hit in the face with a shovel and if she smiled her face would break off, was a new breed of bitch. I was so furious about it, literally four people had to hold me back from saying something to her.
Yes, Teagan is overly helpful to the point of annoying people, but nobody, and I mean NOBODY has ever been rude about it. If they are not understanding, they are at least tolerant. It just angers me so much that anybody would act that way towards my child, especially not understanding why he does the things he does. I curse her, in the hopes she becomes the victim of a natural disaster. Mother Nature is a bitch, too, you know.
