Children Share Their Stories of Parental Outbursts in Public

29. Since Then

My dad is kind of a drunk. A rich drunk. We were out at an extremely nice restaurant in our small town, a very foodie and chic place that had only been open for a couple of years and had since become my favorite restaurant. I was sitting at a table with my siblings and cousins (all of us college-age), while my dad was sitting with my aunt and uncle and mom at a table nearby. By the time we get our food, the parents are still sitting there chugging their wine with no food. My dad starts getting upset. I hear him call the waitress over. She brings them some bread and leaves them alone. We finish our meals and our parents are still sitting there without food and several empty bottles of wine. My mom is essentially falling asleep at this point. My father, furious, starts banging his fists on the table, shaking all of the silverware. The waitress goes into the kitchen to find the chef, but she is apparently taking too long. My dad storms into the kitchen. I hear him SCREAMING at the top of his lungs like a f*cking toddler. The chef calmly, and politely walks him back to his table. He sits him down and, in the calmest voice possible, says, “F*ck you, sir. Now, get out of my restaurant.” We have not been back since.

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30. Email Was Sent

My mom asked to speak to the manager after her food took too long during lunch. He spoke to her and personally apologized plus a free meal etc. Then she went home and wrote an email to the address listed on their website, complaining again about the situation.

Then a year later I started working there, and one day, my mom had come in for lunch. Her order ticket had her full name on it on the kitchen line. Coincidentally, a friend from high school was working in the kitchen at the same time as me and recognized that we had the same last name. I confirmed that it was my mom’s order when the manager had a look so he could make fun of me for making my “mommie’s food” (regular kitchen banter). Then it hit him, my mom was “the polenta lady”.

Her email, as I had found out went straight to the owners, and they pinned it up on the line for a month. Then they gave the manager an ear beating for the incident.

My mom continued to come in regularly over the next year. Each time she ate lunch there, everyone on the line would start to proclaim loudly, “RootedOak’s mom’s here! Make sure her order is perfect or else she’ll write another email!”

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31. Fresh Nuggets

When I was about 5 or 6, my dad picked us up at McDonald’s on the way home and got me a six-piece McNugget. When we got home, he looked in the bag and didn’t see the nuggets, so he called up McDonald’s, asked for the manager, and screamed at them that they needed to DRIVE TO OUR HOUSE with fresh nuggets.

The manager actually did and apologized profusely at the door and my dad took the hand-delivered nuggets from him and slammed the door in this poor manager’s face.

When he walked into the living room to give me my lunch, he found me eating the McNuggets that I had taken out of the bag in the car before we got home.

32. The Worst Part

Once when I was maybe 6 I got a parakeet from a small family-owned pet store. Maybe two days later it died. My mom put it in a paper bag and we drove over, but when we got there but it had been closed for about half an hour.

My mom started banging on the glass door yelling “DEAD BIRD” until someone unlocked the door. I could not look that store owner in the eye as I got a new parakeet. The worst part was my mom mentioned it to an employee almost every time we came in after. I think in hopes of getting a discount.

33. The Last One

My first job was at Panera when I was in high school. I usually worked nights after school, but I was working one morning and my mom comes in for a coffee. Suddenly everyone runs and hides in the back of the house. Apparently, she was awful to deal with and it got to the point where they had a system where the last one in front had to take her order.

34. The Old Ones

My mom drags me on some errands here and there. One day, we walk into the local Bath and Body works and everything is normal. We get to the register and that’s when the switch flips. Mom opens her purse and takes out a few coupons and slams them on the counter. “I’ve spoken to the manager several times and they always honor these”

The cashier was mortified. She immediately calls the manager to which the manager says “miss, I’ve told you multiple times these are expired and we can not take these. Please discard the old ones as our system doesn’t allow us to accept these”

My mom then insults and berates the guy to the point where I have to tell my mom to leave the store so I could apologize. I ended up buying the cashier and manager a gift card to the food court as an apology because no one is deserving of a scolding over $3 in discounts. I did give her a talk and she ended up apologizing to the manager as well. Working in the same mall, I’d occasionally see the manager and cashier who would say hello but that’s about it.

35. Semi-Black Eye

In 8th Grade, My mom stormed into the headmaster’s office at my school, when she found blood on my uniform and some scratches on my hand, I was terrified and scared as I was the one who beat up a kid and now my mom dragged me straight to the headmaster asking who beat me up. It got even more embarrassing when my mom demanded the boy to be punished who now had a semi-black eye.

36. Still Making Fun

I have this cafe I go to near my place. Super friendly staff, I’m on good terms with all of them, and would even consider some of the baristas friends. However, it’s a vegan cafe, and I’m not vegan.

Bring my mom in one day while she’s visiting me. She would not stop making fun of them being vegan (rather loudly I should add) the whole time we wait in line. Then when she orders, she asks for regular milk, knowing they don’t serve it. Then she b*tches at the barista for not having dairy, and begrudgingly orders anyway.

Almost a year has passed, and that barista is still teasing me about how much my mom pissed her off.

37. Someone’s Hostage

My brother, my mom and I were on vacation at a hotel that was locked from the inside with a key. My mom was pissed about the sh*tty lock and some other things we’d been promised but did not get. One of the hotel clerks came to address one of the issues and my mom locked the door. And he became our guest for the next 2 hours. My mom insisted that if he really wanted out, he could break the door down himself as the lock was, in her view, that flimsy. This was in the mid-90s, in a 3rd world African country, with a teenage clerk which is why she didn’t end up in jail.

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38. Her Latte

I was at the mall with my mom and she told my brother to get her a latte. My mom had a sip then marched to the food court and complained to the employee “what type of sh*t is this” in Spanish. Then my brother timidly told her he didn’t get the coffee from this location 😂😂

39. Not Helping

My dad hates people and one time when I was 14 and started working, he went to get me a bank account. We were sitting with the lady, setting it up. She says, “we have this plan-“

My dad: “No. We want a student account that’s it.”

Her: “Sir, I’m only telling you the optio-“

D: Student account.

H: Sir, these are the options for tha-

D: You’re not helping me at all. Let’s go.

We left after that.

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40. Into The Kitchen

Literally last Sunday. Me (30), my stepdad, my brother and my mom were out to eat at a chain restaurant whose name rhymes with Phili’s.

My mom ordered fajitas, the food was delivered and the server said she’d be right back with the tortillas. After waiting for no more than 2 minutes my mom stood up, walked across the restaurant and walked into the kitchen to get her tortillas. What’s worse, the server was one of my students.