"Taste it. Taste it. Taste it. You better TASTE IT!"
She kept bellowing this.
Why wouldn't she shut up? Everyone in the restaurant was beginning to get annoyed. This had been going on for five minutes.
"TASTE IT. TASTE IT!"
"He doesn't want to taste it, lady! Shut your pie hole!" I snapped. I had enough.
I wanted to say it.
I'm sure a lot of the other people did too.
I was at Chili's with my son, while my husband was at a daddy/daughter dance with Natalie. The woman at the table behind us was there with her three kids, and apparently one of them didn't want to eat.
Look, I get that discipline is important. You don't want your kid thinking they can order something and then not eat it. But still. Why did she have to involve the entire restaurant? The old couple in front of us looked mortified. I could see the husband hiss to his wife, "If that lady doesn't quit it, I'm going to say something." The wife was all, "No, don't.."
"TASTE IT! TASTE IT!"
"What's wrong with her?" Tommy whispered. He doesn't like shouting and her constant yelling was beginning to bother him. Ever time she'd shriek, Tommy would wince.
The woman fell silent for a few blissful minutes.
And then, "TASTE IT! You better TASTE IT! RIGHT NOW!"
I was really trying not to judge. She might have been a single mother at her wits end. But she was being obnoxious.
Her shouting went on and off for a half hour. Even the waiters were beginning to get annoyed.
Finally, the woman was ready to leave. She shouted, "YOUR ASSES BETTER STAY BY ME!"
Now, curse words don't bug me, and my kids know not to say them, but I could see the family tucked in the corner was not pleased. The mother's jaw dropped open and the father shook his head with disgust.
For a second I thought everyone would clap when the woman left the restaurant. Instead there was a bunch of, "Thank goodnesses," muttered. Tommy included.
Discipline is important.
Just don't disturb those around you. Constantly.