Ugh! I fucking hate horrible parents!
My parents always led me by the hand and never let me out of their sight, and that's how it should be. At my old job, we had tons of "Code Yellows" which were missing children. Each and every fucking time, the parent would say, "Oh, I left them over there while I went outside," or something similar.
Meanwhile, the child would be maybe three or four.
Just a few weeks back, a teenage mother and her Baby daddy came strolling in, they ordered and sat down. They had a baby and a four or five year old with them, the five year old went into the washroom by herself, the men's washroom at that.
A poor little old man came up to me and said "Excuse me miss, but there's a little girl in the men's washroom crying."
Are you fucking kidding me? The mother had be like, fourteen, fuck. When I was your age, I lost Pokemon cards, not my virginity, stupid bitch.
A male co-worker of mine went in and brought the little girl out, and he told the mom, "Look, she's going to grow up to be a corpse in some murderer's back yard if you don't start being a good fucking parent."