Male PMS

I don’t know what the heck was going on today, but every man I waited on was crabby, sullen, and rude. Did I miss the memo on male hormonal shift day?

It even filtered down into the pre-teen males. At dinner Dani had two boys in her section, 10 and 11 years old. I was passing a table when I noticed one of the boys was crying because he didn’t have a salad. He looked a lot like that kid from ‘Parenthood’, you know, the one who flips out on everything?

We seldom have older kids cry in the restaurant so I figured it was just more of the Male PMS no one told me about.

Fast forward to the time the table was getting ready to leave and the two boys were at the front of the restaurant getting candy. The older boy got his candy first, which made the Kevin look-alike run through the restaurant wailing and screaming. His mom said something to him and he did a banshee yell, ran back to the other boy and smacked the candy cup out of his hand. This caused the the candy to fly everywhere, the 11 year old to cry like a girl and me to point and laugh at both of them.

In all my years in food service, I’ve never seen anything like this. I couldn’t stop laughing. Then some of the other servers started laughing at me until we were all in the wait station roaring with laughter. I’m sure the parents didn’t appreciate it, but come on. Kids that age should be better disciplined. Or on medication. The good kind.

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. DarcsFalcon
    Dec 05, 2009 @ 01:38:30

    My son had a moment today too. Maybe men just don’t deal well with the cold? I dunno. Maybe shrinkage affects their brains or something. 😉

    HAHAHA! Maybe they have “head” aches.

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  2. DarcKnyt
    Dec 05, 2009 @ 11:56:23

    Well, based on what you describe I wonder if the boy(s) is mentally challenged. They act like they’re either spoiled beyond all recognition or developmentally retarded somehow.

    I think the one boy was probably diagnosed with ADHD way back when and now the parents don’t discipline him for fear of hurting his development. Meanwhile, they are hurting the other child even more and the bad one has learned to use his diagnosis to his advantage.

    Why parents inflict their ill-behaved children on the world is what bugs me.

    I remember being on a plane back from Puerto Rico, sitting on the aisle seat. Next to me were a young girl of about nine or so and her mother. The little girl was so bored she did things like flip her hair — onto me; this is an AIRPLANE cabin, there’s not a lot of personal space — or shuffle drawing paper around — and poke me with the corners — and shuffle her feet — and kick me — etc.

    All I wanted to do was sleep. I glared at her, asked her not to do that crap, and finally I gave open and powerful dirty looks. Think the mother did anything to show consideration for the person her kid’s irritating? Yeah, that’s what I thought too.

    I was on a flight to Belize one time and this 3 year old did nothing but SCREAM the entire 2 hour flight. At one point the flight attendant told the parents they needed to put the kid in a seat belt and they said, “You will have to make him because we can’t.” WTF?! This is a 3 year old child. If you can’t make him behave now, you are going to have some real trouble when he starts school. I spent most of the flight with my head between my knees ‘cuz I was going to fling the child and his parents out a cargo hatch.

    Thank God our kids are very well behaved. They really do make us proud of them, especially when we can show them other kids being absolute shitheads around them. I wish I could take credit for them being so good, but it’s all them.

    It is nice when the hard work pays off. What’s really nice is when they point out other kids’ bad behaviour to you.

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