tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5698427185797288473.post980893295537769311..comments2023-04-03T08:53:58.741-04:00Comments on At least call me "Miss"...: Rough Friday: Part II / Weekend Follow-UpDarbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14131404329985161603noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5698427185797288473.post-40380039613006243402010-11-16T15:07:58.635-05:002010-11-16T15:07:58.635-05:00my husband went to a small diner near our house an...my husband went to a small diner near our house and the people at the next table (mother, father, 3 children) were getting up to leave. Actually the father was watching the football game on the TV, the mother was trying to get the toddler to stand in one spot, and the oldest child (maybe 7) was running around the next table, where they had set their coats. He was getting them one by one and it took about 10 minutes. When someone came to clear the table, she picked up the styrofoam cups the crayons in and the little darlings had taken the bottom off of it. She then started picking up the crayons that were all over the table and on the floor and it turns out they had all been dipped in the food. She looked up disgusted and my husband kind of shrugged his shoulders like "what can you do?" I looked and there were crayons as far away as the wall, about 10 feet away. As there were not any other children in the place, I'm guess the tv watching father and clueless mother were not watching the little darlings the entire time they were there.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com