I just don’t like screaming, whiny kids who are dragged along with their mothers while shopping for clothes.
For the most part, children are wide-eyed and smiling while out in public. But take their favorite Build a Bear away for five seconds or have them run out of animal crackers and the world ends. They kick, they scream, they cry for hours; not my forte.
One word sums up my experiences as a retail worker who has to deal with whiny little pukes on a daily basis: headache.
Mothers, leave your children at home with their father because chances are your kid doesn’t want to shop with you anymore than your husband does.