On a recent family vacation, my husband and I walked into a poolside grill (highly rated by Trip Advisor) and noticed a sign that read:
“Unattended children will be given free espresso and a puppy.”
Bingo. Just our kind of place. Good food and kid friendly. We crowded around a small table with our three kids and ordered drinks.
Then I saw her.
Evil Eye Woman who obviously can’t stand children.
I’m used to a few stares, some eye rolling, even a glare or two. But this was different. If looks could kill, we’d all be dead.
I quickly concluded several things about Evil Eye Woman. First, it wasn’t just my kids she didn’t like. She didn’t like kids period. She didn’t like people period. She’s just one of those people who is just plain miserable.
I know, I shouldn’t judge Evil Eye Woman. But she was really starting to get under my skin. When my 7-year-old daughter, Anna, scooted her chair and almost bumped into her, Evil Eye Woman even snarled. At my lovely daughter!
How could I avoid an encounter? I thought through the possibilities of what I might say.
- “What’s your problem lady, this is a kid-friendly restaurant, if you don’t like it, leave!”
- “I noticed that you seem pretty miserable, did you know that God loves you and offers a wonderful plan for your life?”
- “Excuse me, you seem pretty uncomfortable sitting by my children, would you mind if I asked the waitress to put you at a new table?”
I turned to my husband and said, “Here’s the good news about dinner. This woman has inspired me to write a blog!”
He just rolled his eyes.
7 comments:
Way to turn those moments into teachable ones for all of us, Susan! Yeah, I get that eye-rolling, too...
I have, on more than one occasion, had people say, "Your kids were so much better than I thought they would be." I wonder what they thought the kids were going to do...
We're past the "our kids" and well into the "our grandkids" stage, and although there are times I'd sell them for a nickel and give change, I still get ticked off if anyone else frowns at them.
Thanks for sharing this great story (and a wonderful sign).
bad coffee trumps mean evil eye women, but they are a close second!
That's really hard to let something like that go, but I think you did the right thing. I remember when I was little, my family was out eating - there were 4 of us kids and my parents. An older man came up and said he was impressed with how well we were behaved. We thought that was the coolest thing ever lol
Ha! How funny would it be if the Evil Eye Woman found out she made your blog. . .that makes me giggle.
Hi Susan! Ha! I know those people... my sisters and I have five kids under 5 between us and we went into a restaurant like that the other day and I cringed when "evil hates children" couple sat beside us. Every time one of the kids made a peep, we got a look. What do you expect?!
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