But I Have Kids!!

When I was working full time for an employer some 5 or 6 years ago a common bugbear of mine (and some of my colleagues) was the holiday rota for Christmas and Easter.

It didn’t matter how early I put in my holiday request to have Christmas and New Year off as holiday, there would always be someone in the office putting in a last minute holiday request arguing that “I have kids!” and therefore must have preference over those who don’t have kids.

Inevitably they got their way both at Christmas and Easter, while those of us without kids had to live with this form of discrimination without loud complaint and work through those holiday periods year in year out.

Last night I was in the dining area of my local pub enjoying a rather nice meal. We were fortunate enough to have booked in advance because the room was packed, bar one empty six-seater table with a “Reserved” card on It waiting for its customers to arrive.

Shortly afterwards a family of 5 appeared at the entrance of the dining room (2 adults, 3 kids). They were arguing with the waiter. From what I could hear over the hub-bub of the packed room, the waiter was politely informing them the only table available has been reserved for another party and they would have to eat in the bar.

“But we have kids!!” moaned the mother as 2 of the 3 kids started to moan out loud with impatience of having to wait around.

Fortunately the waiter stood his ground and wouldn’t back down. The mother continued to argue the toss demanding to see the manager. However, by chance, the family of 6 who had reserved the table arrived, much to the relief of the waiter and showed them to their table.

The two kids moved from moaning to crying and their mother said to the waiter. “You have upset my kids. I hope you’re satisfied!” before the brood walked out of the room.

This sense of priority entitlement really gets on my nerves: just because you have kids should not mean you should have preferential treatment whenever you demand it!

Nominated by: Technocunt

55 thoughts on “But I Have Kids!!

    • Children should not be allowed in restaurants, fck off to McDonald’s and let me eat in peace, snot-goblin.

  1. They do seem to be entitled don’t they. having large car parking spaces near the supermarket entrance like they’re disabled.
    One scumbag spent five minutes with doors open both sides in a normal cat park the other day whilst my wife waited patiently to park next to her. Then came in the coffee shop and claimed my wife had pushed in front of her in the queue (untrue), and followed up with ‘you are setting a bad example to my kids “. Scum

    • I don’t think that’s anything to do with having kids, that’s the attitude of about 95% of the ‘Entitled Me Me’ cuntish society, nowadays, who’s world revolves around them and only them.

  2. Remember if the parents are cunts then by default the kids will probably be so as well…it’s in their cunty nature!

  3. I always demand a cushion to sit on in a restaurant. If the waiter demurs I shout ‘But I have piles’ at full volume.

    My point being most kids are about as irritating as piles.

  4. Just like the summer break, that most of this horrible lot always manage to scavange, going anywhere on holiday will work out more expensive, so fuck ’em!

  5. I remembers years ago pulling Christmas day and Boxing day on call. Lovely double time for any hours worked plus £150 per day (both days) for standing by. For a piss take I rang up my mate who was dispatching calls and asked him was he Jesus, yes he replied. I started singing happy birthday to you. He called me a cunt and put the phone down. Ah well paid for some nice holidays in January for ourselves. Mrs birthday is in January.

    Idid that stunt for three years running, until one of the parent types found out. I could’nt get a look in after that.

    • when i started work there was always a draw to see who got off christmas, in those days we worked right through, as i was unmarried and no kids in those days i didnt go in for the draw to let the guys with kids off. one of the older guys said ” don`t come and go with these cunts son, in 15 years when their kids are up and away and youve got young ones and want off itll be fuck you and they will still take it off”. youll never believe it but thats exactly what happened

  6. ‘But I have kids’

    ‘Yes, and don’t we fucking know it’

    How to clear a restaurant

    Black woman, ‘but I have kids’

  7. I’ve just been stuck near a school trying to get down the fucking road to look at a job

    I wouldn’t be exaggerating if I said more than 50 cars all went very slowly past me with brats in the back and not one of the cunts – not fucking one, attempted to give way and let me out to go about my business.

    Piss duly boiled.
    Ignorant entitled fucking cunts.

    • correct – I get it most days. the fuckign twats can’t live more than a few hundred paces from the school. And, I’m going to say it, the rudest cunts of the lot and by far the latest and largest SUVs are the parents with kids at the state school. The private school parents are mostly pakis who can’t drive for toffee.

      • Keir Starmer will take care of the private school clown driving Pakis if he gets his way Lord C.

    • Went to a cardiac arrest on a road, by a school, packed with badly parked cars. House was at the end of the road – a cul-de-sac – so, truck was left in the middle of the road with the blue lights flashing. No one could get in or out! When HEMS turned up in their car and the back-up truck, nothing could move, and all the sanctimoious cunts had to wait fucking ages until we stabilised the fucker to move him! “Call the police” was the response the whinging fuckers got.

      Beautiful karma.

  8. I brought my kids up to be respectful, polite and to have good manners. I sometimes wonder if I’d done the right thing. I had the misfortune to fly back from Berlin on Ryanair last week. What a bunch of ignorant and rude young people. They all needed a fucking good slap and taught some manners.

  9. After sitting down as a group in a rinkydink restaurant once and being served, the lid on the silver centre piece lifted on its own and an eye was visible.
    Wtf I asked the waiter, that lid has just lifted and something is underneath?
    He takes a look and asks me what I’ve ordered.
    Chicken I replied.
    Sorry sir, they’ve given you the peeking duck.

  10. Anyone who uses their children as an excuse to gain favourable treatment is a cunt.

    Now for some fine ale.

    • @Unkle. I’m awash with red wine, as is Ethel.
      She’s comfortably resplendent in her rocking chair, whilst me and the dog are warm and cozy on the couch.
      Our bellies are full and the world can Fuck Off
      ( present company excepted )
      Good evening, old sport.

  11. As a country our government shouldn’t be using my taxes to subsidise the breeding off kids via the child allowance either………gone are the days when the population should be encourange to breed the next workforce. We’re not fucking short of people in this shit country I used to love a lot more than I do now.

    Bunch of cunts

  12. We have a lot of poncy Gastro pubs here in woke Hove. You know the ones where they serve up yer nosh on a slate or bread board.
    Anyway, these pubs encourage kids and you will see the middle class brats running round the pub screaming at 9pm on skate boards etc.
    When i was a kid we weren’t allowed in pubs . It was the domain of adults trying to escape the kids for a few hours

    • Most parents think they’re the bee’s knees and like to think they’ve done the world a favour by having children, they seem to expect everyone to say ‘well done’ and give them a pat on the back. These days with the planet’s unsustainable population growth, it should be people who choose not to breed that deserve to be congratulated.

      • @Allan. That would largely be the white population then.
        Meanwhile, the blecks and paki’s breed like fucking rabbits.
        We’re doomed, I tells ya ! Doomed.

      • I’ve got kids,
        And rightly should get priority in any given situation.

        Not my fault if your barren or you’ve got funny testicles.

        Move aside damn you!
        So what if my kids are 28yrs and 29yrs?
        Still kids.
        Spoilt, sulky mardarses.

        I’m in a terrible mood😡🔥

        Just got in from work,
        Shagged out.
        Absolutely fucked.

      • Hehehe 😄

        Good old Diane.

        She’s still got it!

        Shame ‘it’ is incurable…

      • @MNC.
        Large cow pie.
        Lashings of deluxe gravy.
        Followed by…..
        Apple pie and custard.
        Get that down you. 👍
        Stiff upper lip ! 🇬🇧
        There’s a good gentleman.

      • Jack @

        My customer?

        A director at the BBC 😁

        Fuck me, thousands of books in boxes.
        Right little reader.
        Im nursing my wounds drinking ødin mead.

  13. Then there’s the bitches who phone up and say they can’t come in because one of their brats is sick. Bullshit……they both sit there in their PJs all day watching Netflix and eating fucking pizza.

    A couple of days ago I was in the supermarket, minding my own business, and some P*ki kid, about 6 or 7 years old, came up, pointed at me, and said “You’re old.”
    His bitch mother dragged him away before I could reply “well you’ll never get this old you mouthy little shit…… now go and blow yourself up you cunt.”
    It’s funny how you think of the clever thing to say after the moment has gone.

    • Gotta feel a bit sorry for the little coffee-coloured cunt though, Freddie. Every day for the next 70-odd years*, he’s going to look in the mirror and see a bloody pakı staring back at him.
      Both crime and punishment simulataneously.
      * unless he blows himself up

      • Feel sorry? Nah, not me. If he blows himself up he’ll probably be taking some of us with him.
        On the other hand if it’s an accidental explosion in the bathroom and he takes some of his own sort with him that’s a fucking result.
        That’s why you don’t want to live next door to a Peaceful…….nothing to do with prejudice, it’s all about self preservation.

  14. Letting the little fuckers in pubs was a major cock-up,

    Bottle of ginger beer and a packet of scratchings outside when I were a lad…🐷

      • At 5 ‘9 and a patchy beard I’m surprised you weren’t at the bar Miserable.

      • Dead rare for us to go a pub when I was a kid LL.

        My dad doesnt drink.

        Only time I remember was going to the sheepdog trials.
        And I wasn’t allowed in the pub,
        Packet of crisps and a warm coca cola (undrank)

        But I was very excited to be at the trials.

        I was hoping to see John Noakes and Shep.
        But they didn’t show up.

      • We only really went to pubs when on holiday somewhere but like you, very rarely at home. The Tan Hill Inn in North Yorkshire and somewhere in Cornwall I think that had a swearing parrot stand out.

  15. I love parking the Mog in parent spaces tell em I need extra space, the cunts are all young and able bodied.
    Dont know why they cant leave poxy snotty offspring in the fecking motor as was common, they unload the fecking buggy and assorted paraphernalia plus mewling puking brat just to buy a stamp in an empty shop 1minute tops takes dozy tarts longer to strap bastard child back in.

    • What’s the unwritten rule about using parent and child parking spaces…..I mean, everyone’s a child of someone and as long as your parents are still alive, surely we all qualify as long as we travel in the same car together? So what’s to stop a 40 or 50 something son parking there with his mum?

      ……was discussing this with the wife on Monday as the normal multi storey we use when we go into town, we used to park in the parent and child. Our daughters at school now, and 12 years old so it was just us. I said, but if our daughter was with us we could have still parked in parent and child. Wife said daughter too old now for us to park there………it’s for parents with children who are still in a push chair or pram. Is that a fair yardstick for permitted useage?? Answers on a postcard:

  16. Doesn’t have to be your child.

    Any child.

    Just drag one in the car then release them in the car park.
    No harm in that.

    Or get a midget to come shopping with you and get him to dress like Angus Young or that swinger , Janette krankie.

  17. The amount of Christmas holidays I’ve given up for people with children is just stupid. Sit in an empty office on your own waiting for the phone to go off. Bloody stupid shut it down stop the arguements and let people have a bloody rest from the lbqt+++BLM+++Isis mob.

  18. I’ve often told cunts with ill mannered children in public, to tie them to a post in the back yard or take advantage of the free child care available at any presbytery or mosque.

  19. Daft ‘modern parent’ cunts with their satanic offspring should be banned from restaurants, pubs and supermarkets. And daft cunts with Sherman Tank sized puschairs should be banned from everywhere.

  20. There was a proper little cunt acting up in Morrisons yesterday. Real little turd, he was. So, when his old man slapped him and told him to behave it was heartwarming. A sight I never thought I’d see again.😉 Good to see that all parents don’t fall for this tail wagging the gog nanny state shit…

  21. “Next time you see a child seat in the back of a hybrid / electric car, smash the windows, remove the child seat and replace it with a condom. See if they get the message.”
    “I don’t have children, so I could drive a fleet of gas guzzling SUV’s with my ass out the window, farting polystyrene packing peanuts, and still produce only a fraction of the carbon footprint your offspring wili”
    Doug Stanhope

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