Childless And Proud Of It

I feel bad for parents when their children go completely out of control in public places. So sad and so embarrassing and I really do feel for you because really you are probably a very nice person and this is something that happens outside of your realm of control. I do understand. Yet that feeling only lasts as long as I believe is enough time for the parent to take the child outside of the public place until they calm down. However there are some parents, who used to the banshee wailing of the little human, continue on as if they are tone deaf. Secretly maybe they honestly are tone deaf to the monster, if you are in the boiling pot long enough it may not seem so hot. They have to listen to that all the time, daily even, the tantrums and screaming. To the rest of us childless people it is like being thrown into a torture chamber and asked to wait in line for your turn on the rack as a 9 foot Neanderthal gives the wheel one more turn and the sorry being tortured begs for his life. This is what is happening in our brain as your child screams bloody murder and you flip the switch in your head to ignore. I have not built up that kind of mental power yet.

So I am at the book store, reading and drinking a Starbuck Chi Tea Latte, I am in heaven. And this child not 10 feet away starts screaming bloody murder. The parents are not reprimanding or shushing no they are continuing their conversation. After 10 min and several dirty looks from me and the other patrons of the book store I swear that child looked at me, like, HELLO ADULT HAVE I MADE YOU RECONSIDER EVER PROCREATING, HAVE I SUFFICIENTLY BROKEN EVERY BLOOD VESSEL IN YOUR BRAIN. I have never wanted to silence by any means a person more than I did at that moment!