I love it when I’m right.
It’s hockey season and that means one thing: hockey parents. More specifically, it means bitchy hockey moms. For the last month or so, I’ve warned Pro Rodeo about hockey parents and the bullshit they pull such as insisting the kids sit at a different table so the parents can talk while the kids destroy the dining room, yell, scream, throw food/drinks and run around like a bunch of assholes. No one ever listens to me.
We’ve had the adult team (I don’t know what you call them, semi-semi-semi-pro?) and of course they behave like adults. They sit, they eat, they leave. We’ve had a mom or dad with a couple of kids and it’s the same deal, the sit, they eat, they leave. Everybody’s polite and well mannered. Pro Rodeo essentially told me I was full of shit about the hockey parents because no one has caused any trouble.
Until Saturday night.
A woman came in to hold a table. No problem because we do reservations. This was an issue at the Harribalsac because of the NO RESERVATIONS!! policy. She said she wanted a table for 8 kids and a table for 4 adults.
The Host with the Most set the kids up at the long table and when he tried to push another table with it, the hockey mom repeated that the parents did NOT want to sit with the kids.
Let the games begin.
He seated the parents at an adjoining table and for the next hour and a half the parents talked while the kids (ages 10 and under) turned the dining room into the play room at McDonalds. It was AWESOME! They spilled 3 Shirley Temples (on the new carpet) made enough noise to piss off our other dinner guests to the point that no one would sit in the back dining room and ran their server to death.
I hate to say it, but I TOLD YOU SO.
Okay, I don’t hate to say it.
Finally, he went back and told them they either needed to pay attention to their kids or leave.
It took 4 people fifteen minutes to clean up the mess.
I wasn’t one of those people.
I have a feeling that the next group of hockey parents won’t get to pull this shit.