Little Terrorist at the China Buffet posted 7/30/2007 4:33:48 PM | 5 kudos what's this?     report abuse

Wolf36

Last Friday, as I often do, I decided to stroll down to the nearest Chinese Buffet. I thought on my way down there, "gee how could I have any trouble at the buffet."Little did I realize at the time, the horror and grief, that would soon befall me.

I entered the restaurant and as usual, it was very quiet with Chinese music playing in the background. A young and very pretty oriental girl came and took me to my seat and told me to help myself. Soon after my arrival, a young mother (approximately 22-25) and her young 4 year old son Billy descended upon this quiet little eating establishment and this is actually where my story begins.

You might already be asking, why does Wolf know this little boy's name and how old he is? Well let me tell you, because during the next 45 minutes this demon of a child told me no less that 20 times " I'm Billy I'm 4 years ode". Now I know what you must be thinking right now. Wolf hates kids and he doesn't want anything to do with them. This is utterly false, I love children and I take time out whenever I can, to do stuff with kids but this was my dinner time.

You see I only eat once a day. This makes my afternoon meal very important to me and I get downright serious about it. The fact is, as my name implies, "Wolf" it's just a pretty good idea to keep your hands away from my feed bowl when I'm eating:)

Anyway, as I began feasting on my stir fry and mushrooms with beef, this little boy, "this little devil boy" comes over and takes up a standing position across the table from me on the other booth seat. He then begins using it as a trampoline and jumping up and down. I stopped eating and gave him my look, which in most cases will make children run. Not this time, this little guy looks at me and says "I'm Billy I'm 4 years ode."

Now I'm the lucky first person, this boy chooses to terrorize and after bouncing at my table for about a minute, he jumps off and heads away to be-devil someone else. I think good, the little bastard can torment another person. I can hear in the background "I'm Billy I'm 4 years ode" and I can also hear the people politely telling him to find his mother. Again I think, "yes he's found another victim, "at least it's not me" hehehe." As this boy makes his rounds I do my up-most not
to make eye contact with him but I made a mistake by looking up once and of course he caught sight of me. Here he comes and I'm thinking "god in heaven what have I done to deserve this?" He runs up to my table and says "I'm Billy I'm 4 years ode." I say that's nice, now get away from me and leave me alone, I'm a bad person and you shouldn't be around bad people." He just grins picks up a stir fried green bean and throws it at me, striking me below the chin.

At this point, you might be wondering where the "mom of the year is"? Well she has a cell phone jammed into her ear and an egg roll jammed in her mouth. She doesn't give a damn and it was obvious she saw nothing wrong with her kids behavior. She was enjoying her meal and it was quite obvious we would be receiving no relief from her. After her kid had buzz bombed my table one last time I finally had enough and I got up, walked over to this young woman and said very calmly, " if you don't control your child, I'm going to complain to management." You would have thought I just told her there was no Easter Bunny, she became very defensive and told her son, "come on Billy, we're leaving," Not one word of disapproval was mentioned to her son.

All of a sudden I had a flashback to days gone by. The good old days when if a child were to pull something like this in a restaurant, his mother would grab him with one hand, raise the other high in the air like a Samurai Warrior, and drag him off to the nearest ladies room for a proper beating. This was a Chinese restaurant so chopsticks would have even been available:) You remember those beatings, I know I do. There would be screaming by the mother and the child and whacks could be heard echoing through the establishment. All the customers and help in the restaurant would smile at each other and laugh aloud. "Yes the little a$$hole is getting his just deserts and he was being punished for ruining our dinner. There was almost a childish celebration and rejoicing in the event. Somehow those beatings made everything ok and you could leave the restaurant with a smile on your face. Sometimes you would even slap other diners on the back as you left and say "well he was a little tyrant but at least he got what was coming to him."

This day there was no satisfaction or justice for this child's actions. No beating, no nothing, She didn't even threaten him with a "timeout" that's become so popular these days with modern young parents. This lack of closure left me with a bad case of indigestion and wondering what this kid will be like in another 10 years.

When Billy is 13, where will he be? It's an interesting and scary thought. I hope he turns out ok but chances are he won't. At this time, his mother and father, if he has one, obviously think he is too young to punish or they simply don't know right from wrong. Whatever the case, this kid hasn't got a chance and neither do many other kids being brought up in the same un-diciplined manner. It really makes me sit back and think, "what is the world coming too and maybe I need to start ordering my Chinese in":)

Take care everyone and thanks for reading my blog,
Wolf

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