generations of the unloved Date Friday, April 26, 2024 - 01:02 PM PST Topic Icky People We all like to believe that we stand on the right side of the line...proudly sporting our "good guy" badges. Believing that we would be all willing to step in and help a stranger, a child, someone in distress. But would we? When should we? Now what brings this question about.... I was working a particularly hellish saturday...four day weekend, military payday, tax returns coming in, you can imagine. This woman comes in with two young boys about 8 and 10. She has one of my young floorworkers find her an outfit. Jenna (the young floorworker) comes up to me and says "there's a lady in the dressingroom who wants to wear out her new outfit, can we do that?" She seems nervous, and I simply say "yes, just have her come up so I can get her sensors off the clothes and the tags to ring her up" "I think she's drunk, she doesn't even know what city she's in". Dealing with these people all the time, I just sighed and said "well, I'll handle her, just send her to me. We'll cash her out and get her out asap." So this woman comes up....staggering fucking drunk, reeking of booze, and very beligerent. F this and F that and my boyfriend Fing loves me and he gave me 50 bucks blah blah blah and almost slips backwards and falls right on top of me. Proceeds to ask us when we get off work (jenna and I) and wants to know if we wanna go get drinks after work. Supressing the urge to say "well, I would, but you've seem to have gotten a jump start on me" and simply said "Well, jenna isn't legal and I would rather not". So I rang her up, $130 bucks worth of stuff that she's wearing, and she can't find her money...the money that her loving boyfriend (pimp? Drug dealer?) gave her... starts fishing out birhtday cards from her purse and ripping them open and taking money out...just a few 20's....kept asking me if it was enough, kept telling her she needed about 80 bucks more. Then she started in on her kids. "Where's my F ING MONEY! Where's my F ING COAT! Go FING GET IT!" To her children! In front of everyone! She kept yelling at him "where's the change from that money I gave you! FING give it to me now!" The kid retreated behind a glass case, she followed him, grabbed him and pulled him close and was snarling something to him, the boy cried "I don't have your money you spent some of it earlier" She called him a liar, that she didn't, that she would know (even though the bitch couldn't remember where she had left her coat which was right beside her). I"ve spoken up against people when I've seen them abuse their children....I just didn't know what to do. Not at all. She was already sauced, getting agitated, and I knew anything could set this drunk bitch off. I didn't want her kids to get hurt. I finally told her to go and take off what she was wearing and we'd figure out what she could afford, just so I could get her out of my store. I handed her change to her son and told him to give it to his mother, and he seemed loathe to even go back and be near her. We called security, told them we had a drunk woman in our store with children, suspected she had intention to drive in her condition with the children, and that she was abusing them right in front of us, was very beligerant and were worried she was going to flip out and hurt someone. She finally left....and security tailed her, unable to do anything as she hadn't officially broken any laws. She wasn't driving (yet) she hadn't caused a commotion (yet) and they didnt' see her strike her boys (yet) and their hands were tied. The reason I felt I couldnt' say anything is that this woman was so far gone, saying anything on behalf of her boys, I feared, would cause her to leave and beat the shit out of them when she got home for "embarassing" HER. I was at a total loss, which is uncommon for me. When do you feel it is okay to step in? What situation warrants it....any? I agree with any, but I also feel that if it's gone on this long and this far, that someone's "stepped in" before, LONG before, and it's continued anyway or become worse in spite or perhaps because of it. Options...call the cops, have her arrested and what of the boys? To be let back into her hands when she's out, clean but furious and dying for another chance to binge? Call CPS and let the boys fall into the hands of unstable and numerous foster homes? Homes of the preverts that slip through the cracks, to something worse? I see parents do this all the time. Their kid is fiddling, bored and unattended. Does something they probably wouldn't do if properly entertained or supervised. The parent SCREAMS at them: "What is wrong with you!?" First off you NEVER say that to a child..EVER. And what is wrong with them? THEIR PARENTS. Their PARENTS are what's wrong with them...born unfortunately to unappreciating selfish braindead dolts that don't see their children as a source of joy and happiness, but as a burdenous and irritating source of endless aggravation. And think of unprotected or conscientious sex as "unromantic" and then curse and bitch and "woe is me" when they turn up pregnant. Then go and do it again. My best friend is soon to be a single mother any week now. WHen she first called me up and said "hey, I'm pregnant" I asked her what she was going to do. She said "Well, I guess I'm going to be someone's mother, so I better get to work" If anything existed to bless this example of responsibility and love, they'd place her on a pedestal for all to see. "I better get prepared" How many people say that? They blame the man, they blame a god, they blame their own fucking child who didn't ask to be born. And people wonder why kids are so fucked up...why adolecent violence is so prevalent..why kids are so angry and despondent and out of control. Well you dumbshit studytakers, look at who their rolemodels are! Irresponsible, reckless, uncaring, unattentive, unloving and abusive parents! Video games and movies and comic books and music aren't to blame...it's the trackwork laid down by stupid stupid people that don't care enough about their own flesh and blood to know if they need help, counseling, even goddamned LOVE. When I see these kids, I feel guilty for the unconditionally loving and supportive and supervised childhood I had thanks to the two best parents in the world. I hate knowing that they will never have a life like that...to not fear coming home...or fear mom or dad coming home sober OR drunk. To know that their parents don't care where or with whom they are with. And these kids will grow up to be like their parents, and have children like them, who will never know security or love. This, not some coming apocolypse, superstorm, divine hand or plague, will doom us. Generations of the unloved. This article comes from Shmeng http://www.shmeng.com/ The URL for this story is: http://www.shmeng.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=290