9 Stories of Irresponsible Parents Who Never Should Have Had Children

Over the years, we’ve received numerous stories of irresponsible parents that made us wonder why they had children.

Here are some of the worst parenting stories from our archives!

 

1. The parent whose son peed on the floor:

(A customer and her eight-year-old son approach me.)

Customer: “My son peed on one of your aisles.”

Customer’s Son: *shouting* “I peed myself!”

Customer: “Stop yelling!”

Customer’s Son: “I peed myself! I peed myself! I peed myself!”

Me: “Why did you pee yourself?”

Customer’s Son: “My mom was taking too long and I told her I had to pee and she said okay so I peed myself. Am I in trouble?”

Me: “No. We will just get this cleaned up. Just make sure next time you find the bathroom, okay?”

Customer’s Son: “Okay. Where’s the bathroom? I gotta poop, too.”

 

2. This father who blamed theme park employees:

(A little girl approaches me by herself.)

Little Girl: “The game I was playing didn’t give me all of my tickets.”

Me: “Do you know what the game was called?”

Little Girl: “Uh… no.”

Me: “Well, if you could just go find out the name of the game and come back and tell me, I can send someone over there to help you.”

(She walks back into the arcade. Thirty seconds later, a very angry looking man walks up to my counter.)

Customer: “Why the h*** would you send her back there by herself? She’s only eight years old!”

Me: “Well, she came up here unsupervised.”

Customer: “I was playing a game! I couldn’t stop in the middle of my game!”

 

3. The mother whose child smashed wine bottles for fun:

(I hear glass shattering from the back of the store, near the wine department. As I head to the source of the sound, I hear a second shatter and see a small child in a cart reaching for a third wine bottle to pull off the rack. There’s no sign of a parent around.)

Me: “Stop that!”

(I grab the cart and pull it away from the wine racks. Suddenly, the absent parent shows up.)

Customer: “How dare you touch that cart! My child is in that cart! How dare you touch my child without my permission!”

Me: “Ma’am, your child has broken two bottles of wine and was about to break a third bottle. I just saved you another $12.99.”

Customer: “Saved me? You’re the one trying to kidnap my child!”

Me: “Ma’am, you already owe me $26 for what happened when you were not watching your own child.”

Customer: “If you’re going to charge me money for bringing my child into the store, I should just let you take him!”

 

4. The baby diaper-changing buffet customer:

(I’m a customer coming back from the buffet line with food and notice another customer changing her baby’s diaper, right in the middle of the seating area.)

Me: “Madam? You can’t do that here.”

Customer: “This won’t be too long!”

Me: “That’s a table; you can’t change your baby there!”

Customer: “Yes, I can! I just need to be quick! You can just clean this!”

Me: “I happen to be a health inspector and–”

Customer: “S***!” *runs away with the baby, leaving the dirty diaper on the table*

Me: “–that was my table right there.”

Bus-Boy: “Let me move you to a new table…”

 

5. This mother with a vomiting child:

(A woman is several places back in line is with her son who is about 8 years old.)

Customer’s Son: “Mom? I don’t feel good.”

Customer: “Hang on, honey. Mommy is going to get her coffee and then she will take you to the restroom.”

Customer’s Son: “Mom? I feel really sick.”

(I look up and see the boy is very pale and breathing heavy.)

Me: “Ma’am? If you would like to take your son to the restroom, we will save your place in line.”

Customer: “No, it’s okay. We will wait.”

Customer’s Son: “Mom. I really need the bathroom. I don’t feel good.”

Customer: “Honey, just wait. We’ll be done in a few minutes.”

My manager: “Ma’am, please take your son to the restroom. We’ll make your drink while you are in there. On the house. Please!”

Customer: “No! He will have to wait.”

(The customer’s son begins to gag and the customers near him move away from, all of them begging her to take him to the restroom immediately. A few even offer to take him themselves.)

Customer: “I said No! He is just doing this for attention. If you ignore him he will stop.”

Me: “Ma’am, for the last time. Please take your son to the–”

(Customer’s son bends over and begins vomiting on the floor.)

My Manager: “Please! Get him out of here!”

Customer: “But I don’t want to lose my place in line.”

My manager: “Ma’am, either get him to the restroom or get him outside. Now!”

Customer: *in a huff* “Well, fine! He’s only doing this for attention!”

(The customer comes out five minutes later leading her fully recovered son by the hand. As I a finish mopping her the boy’s breakfast off the floor she collects her free coffee drink, smiles and leaves, calling out…)

Customer: “Thank you very much. See you all tomorrow!”

 

6. The woman who ordered an employee to control her child:

(I am working behind the counter. The only other people in the shop are a woman and a small boy. The boy is rushing about, shouting and being boisterous. This goes on for several minutes.)

Customer: “Why don’t you tell that child to stop running around?”

Me: “Oh, I’m sorry. I thought he was with you.”

Customer: “He is.”

 

7. The hypocritical smoker hotel guest:

(A customer with children in tow tries to book a smoking room, but we are sold out.)

Customer’s Kids: “We want to go swimming!”

Customer: “They don’t have any smoking rooms, and I gotta smoke. We have to go somewhere else.”

Customer’s Kids: “Can’t you just go outside and smoke?”

Customer: “It’s snowing outside! Oh, you’d like it if I had to go out in the cold and snow just so you could go swimming, wouldn’t you?”

Me: “I can call the motel next door for you and see if they have any smoking rooms available.”

Customer’s Kids: “But they have an indoor pool here! We want to go in the pool!”

Customer: “That’s all you do, isn’t it? All you do is think about yourself! I gotta smoke!”

 

8. The customer who somehow mistook a grocery store for a playground:

(At a large chain grocery store, we have run out of room in the back room. We’ve placed five or six pallets of pop up near our exit, and to keep people away from them we have placed caution tape around them. A customer comes up to me as I’m talking to my coworker.)

Customer: “Get my son down!”

Me: “What?”

Customer: “My son is climbing on your playground, so make him come down!”

Me: “Miss, we don’t have a playground! What are you talking about?”

(The customer leads us to her son, who looks to be around five and is playing on the pallets.)

Customer: “I left him on your playground when I came in, and now he won’t come down!”

Me: “Please, those are stacks of pop and much too dangerous! You need to get your son down now!”

Customer: “No! It’s your playground and I don’t want to climb around the rope! You get him!”

Me: *to coworker* “Get the manager.”

(I go over and after about three or four minutes of bribing him with stickers, I get him to come down. By this time, the manager has arrived.)

Customer: *to manager* “You shouldn’t make your playground so tall!”

Manager: “I’m sorry, miss. We will fix it.”

Customer: “Hmph! I should hope so!”

(About an hour later, my manager came by, gave me a gift card, and another roll of caution tape to put up.)

 

9. This demanding child and his equally demanding mother:

(A customer walks into our sandwich shop with her very young son.)

Customer’s Son: “I want a sandwich!”

Customer: “When we want something, we ask politely, remember?”

Customer’s Son: “But I want chips!”

Customer: “No, dear, you ask, ‘May I please have some chips?’”

Me: “What will you be ordering today, ma’am?”

Customer: “I want a kid’s meal!”

Have you had any encounters with irresponsible parents? Add your story!