Looks Like Entitlement Doesn’t Skip Generations

I’m waitressing at a diner when a lady with her baby comes in to have breakfast with who I assume is her mother. It starts picking up when I take their order, and I have a full section in no time. I come out with their food.

Me: “Do you need anything else?”

Customer: “Everything is fine.”

So I go take care of the rest of my customers. I see the lady get up with her child, and I go check on their table. The old lady is glaring at me, but says everything is fine. About ten minutes later, I hand them their check and a couple of boxes. As they’re leaving, the old lady comes up to me:

Old Lady: “You have the worst customer service for not offering to watch the baby! Both of us couldn’t eat in peace!”

I wanted to say: “I didn’t realize that babysitting came along with being a server.” but instead just smiled and wished them a good day.