From spikeypeach: Let the Christmas terrors begin!
From motherofbane: So... my kids met Santa for the first time today.
From NY Post:
A Brooklyn day-care worker abandoned two toddlers at a Long Island mall to teach them a lesson after they played a game of hide-and-seek on her, law-enforcement sources said Thursday.
Nicole Noble, 34, drove the 2-year-old boy and 3-year-old girl from the Elite Christian Day Care Center to the Westfield South Shore Mall in Bay Shore without permission Wednesday and left them unattended, police said.
The children, who are not related, were spotted by mall security on surveillance video holding hands while wandering unattended.
Noble returned to her home in Flatlands without alerting authorities about the kids, court records show.
She was arrested at her home Thursday and brought before a Suffolk County judge, where she pleaded not-guilty to two counts of child abandonment and two counts of child endangerment, prosecutors said.
Investigators tracked down the parents, who were relieved when they got phone calls from police telling them their children had been located.
This story was originally posted on: February 13, 2010
Oh hey. So soon after my first post, I already have a second one. It's short, though.
So, super bowl Sunday. I'm working late (yay extra magic hours) and have a long shift from 11:30 p.m. to midnight.
Woohoo. I missed most of the game, but it was for the most part okay.
The park and the restaurant weren't all that busy and I did mostly cashier during the day. About 30 minutes before my shift ends, this group of kids and one parent come in. By group, I mean, like, 8 kids. With one parent.
I dread the worst, but for the most part they're all right until they're on their way out when one of the kids drops a large soda.
Again, not THAT big of a deal, we have to clean it up and put up a sign, but that's standard and it happens multiple times a day.
The trouble starts when the other cashier goes to clean it up. He warns the kids, before he goes to get the mop/rags, NOT to step in it, as it could be dangerous.
So what do they do as soon as he's out of sight?
They're doing this weird pirouette spins and leaving huge, sticky footprints EVERYWHERE.
I couldn't help or stop them because I was taking an order at the time, unfortunately. I felt so bad for my coworker. He had to spend quite a bit of extra time cleaning up the extra footprints.
Did I mention that all of this happens while the one parent is nowhere in sight? *eye roll*
Anyhoo. Good talking to you, and good luck from the happiest hell on earth!
This classic Story was originally posted on: February 08, 2010
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.
"Have a magical day" is the catchphrase and, honestly, more often than not, it's all right work.
I work at a fast food restaurant in the most popular park at the resort, and I get a few fun questions:
-Do you work here?
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?
... Well, this one isn't THAT bad. I usually translate it in my head to "What time does the parade get here?" since my restaurant is along the parade route, but near the end of the road.
-(If it's raining) What time will the rain stop? Do you know?
Mmmmm. Nope, sorry, wasn't born with mutant weather powers.
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.
I was pretty proud of myself considering I told off a kid, as a cast member, got away with it with no disciplinary actions, and got the kid to apologize to me.
Good luck out there to the rest of you retail slaves!