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Today was utterly annoying. I went to go play basketball with our new neighbors today, and take note, the neighbors have 4 kids, two girls and two boys, the two girls cry when they don't get what they want and the older boy is snotty, the other one still has a chance to be good.
Well I was playing basketball with the older boy and I thought "Well he can't be that bad, he's only a kid" boy was I WRONG! I tried to make a basket from the side with the sun in my eyes and I missed, I made a total airball, the boy looked at me like I was a loser (this kid is only 8 and I'm 13) and I was thinking it was no big deal, and I just brushed it off and said (truthfully) that I was more of a football fan, and he told me that it didn't surprise him.
I looked over at my friends little brother, who was there with us, and gave him a look that said "what is that supposed to mean?" Her little brother looked over at me and told me that the little boy thought I was a man evil evil evil . Now I admit that I look a little more boyish than other girls and that I don't act very girly, but not enough to be called a man by an 8 year old.
Well I looked over to the little boy and he looked at me snobbishly and nodded. I was speechless for a moment, and then I told him that he shouldn't be saying stuff like that, that it was offensive and it made him seem ugly... Well this boys mother was outside and she had the nerve to say.
"If you can't take it get off the property." I had never heard anything so rude in my life, and it hit me, this is where the kids get there personalities from. The mother is a b**ch stressed and the father works them too hard to go into sports, to be honest, I feel sorry for the children, if they were mine they wouldn't be acting or talking that way, elsewise they would get a good pop on the mouth. But if people can't be responsible for their children's actions they shouldn't have had children in the first place. These parents made me so mad that I wanted to punch a baby, and I like babies (I babysit for pete's sake)
Those children will have a hell of a time making friends with their attitudes, and when they go tell mom about their problems and she says "I don't know why they don't like you" I can say I do know.
I know it's bad, but those neighbors of mine can forget having me as a babysitter, and I have the best service and cheapest price around the area, I won't deal with children who were raised a spoiled brats.
 FrenchHornist · Sun Aug 16, 2009 @ 05:46am · 0 Comments |
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