Mouse Mastered gets a Retail Balls Award for confronting a spoiled little brat at the happiest place on earth:
Hey RHU. Longtime reader, first time writer, etc.
I live in central florida and happen to work at a theme park associated with a big rodent.
I work at a fast food restaurant in the most popular park at the resort, and I get a few fun questions:
Note: our costume is something that looks like a mariachi band reject, minus the sombrero.
No, I don't work here, I escaped from the band for a little R and R before our next gig. I just forgot to change.
-What time is the three o' clock parade?
-(If it's raining) What time will the rain stop? Do you know?
Anyway, I technically work at two restaurants. One's only open seasonally. I was at the greeter position (hand out menus, say hi, direct guest flow to the registers so traffic doesn't clog the walkways) and I see this kid LITERALLY cursing his dad out and kicking him. I was appalled.
I didn't really want to say anything, but my ire was raised being that I'm a semi-new father myself. My daughter is 10 months old.
Finally, after his dad sits him down at a table, he goes to yell at him again and I lost it for half a second. I look the kid dead in the eye and tell him "Sit down, kid. Don't you EVER talk to your father like that."
....My first thought: "Holy shit, the dad's going to complain, I'm fired."
I kinda told my manager about it and asked if the guest said anything. I said no, not yet, and he told me "Well, don't worry about it then. But try to leave the parenting to the parents."
I apologized and got off free. Thankfully, the manager that day was the new, really cool, kinda laid-back manager. The best part, though, was that the kid (probably told to by his family) came up and apologized to me.
I talked to him a bit about how he should be grateful for the things he had in life, he kinda said okay, and the whole thing was over with.
Good luck out there to the rest of you retail slaves!





















And so it was a magical day!
Posted by: AnaBosse | February 08, 2010 at 03:02 AM
It was Tinkerbell. She overheard and beat him over the head with her magic wand at the same time ;-).
I have a friend whose son is about 2 years younger than my own. This kid is a total nightmare and sounds exactly like the kid you are talking about. He all but has one foot in prison, and the mother is an enabler. She rarely says "no" and then rarely backs it up. That kid is headed the same direction.
I don't know if what you did helped, but if the father didn't drag his butt towards the entrance when he first opened his mouth, then I'm really not holding out hope for this kid.
Posted by: Pharmacy_psycho | February 08, 2010 at 11:39 AM
What time is the three o'clock parade was always my favorite. I commend you, because there were always rude "guests" that I wanted to just smack in the face. Once when I told a lady that the line to meet Snow White was closed, she cursed me out and kept ramming her stoller into the back of my legs, WITH HER KID STILL IN IT! I would have loved to have been there longer, but alas, I was victim to the infamous CP termination. Good luck to you!
Posted by: Pirate | February 08, 2010 at 11:53 AM
Good for you!
I hate ungrateful kids.
If I ever swore at my parents, I'd get a slap in the ass.
They let kids get away with so much now.
Posted by: Burger Bitch | February 08, 2010 at 01:29 PM
If me or one of my siblings ever spoke to my Mom like that spoiled hell spawn did,she would have smacked us down faster than you can say Space Mountain.
Bravo for telling little Damien to shut it,his folks were probably grateful to you for getting Damien to calm the fuck down.
Posted by: mudflapgirl | February 08, 2010 at 02:59 PM
so... should I submit more tails from the mouse?
Posted by: Mouse Mastered | February 08, 2010 at 03:26 PM
Absolutely! Go for it ;)
Posted by: Pirate | February 09, 2010 at 04:53 AM