This late summer/early fall at the one (Thai) restaurant where I work now, this family of like six (South Asian from South Asia) (Pakistani?) customers come in, a married couple and two elderly parents and two kids, one toddler and like one school age daughter.
And, when they walk in for seating, the little girl is pushing the handicapped button on the door and running inside and out and hanging off the wide automatic door-bar, and as the parents decide to sit on the patio, the toddler has meanwhile wandered over to another table and somehow pulled out a chair and is pushing it across the wooden restaurant floor.
And, when they go to sit outside, the mom points to the nearby AI-generated sign and asks what this made-up gross-looking thing on the board is – they were the customers that did that – and amidst delivering water and taking the order and whatnot, at one point the little girl has pushed her metal patio chair out into the sidewalk and is standing on it as it totters – “Stop that,” the mom snaps as she notices, and then does nothing to correct or end the situation – and at yet another point the little girl’s by the big black metal curves of the bike rack that are bolted into the cement right beside the road, and she’s doing flips around on them like they’re jungle gym equipment, even as cars occasionally pass by at a decent speed.
Like, honestly, I was keeping notes in my head the entire time to put down in writing in case a child was injured, to shield the restaurant from liability.
Like, it was that egregious.
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