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



