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I was reminded today of a day last year where I made a child cry.

We had decorated our shop windows for the Queen's Jubilee. The floor of the windows was full of red, white and blue balloons. A lady came in, asking if she could have a balloon for the young child with her (around 5 years old). I said no. The kid started crying. The woman looked at me in disbelief. I informed her that if she goes across the road to Poundland she could buy a pack of balloons for £1. She was not impressed.

My colleagues were taking the piss today remembering this but I stand by my decision. If every kid came and asked for one, there would be no display left. The woman was not a customer and I had no reason to accommodate her request.

The main reason I said no is because the window key was up 3 flights of stairs and I couldn't be arsed to go and get it 😑

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If some of the reports about me to the mods are accurate, pretty much every day.

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😄

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YET THEY CONTINUE TO IGNORE MY REPORTS...OH WELL...HOW'S IT HANGING?🙂

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Is this something we want to share?

I've made my 8-year-old nephew cry on occasion, after telling him off for being naughty, or telling him he can't have something he really wants. I've also made him cry for innocent jokes because he gets annoyed and thinks I'm not taking him seriously, but I don't think I've made any other child cry, at least not since I was a child myself.

As for your story, I sincerely doubt that every kid would have demanded a balloon. It was surely a one-off, right? I mean, did any other kids come in asking for a balloon? No? Then surely you could have afforded to give that child one of the display's.

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You sound heartless.

It was just a balloon.

Now you have to live with that for the rest of your life.

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Its a good lesson that they can't always have what they want. Sometimes saying no makes sense.

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Agree. One of the problems with society is that many have never been told no.

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😇

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I work in an Elementary school, so many many times 😭

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Let's put it this way: I thought they already knew Santa wasn't real.

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🤭

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Yeah. I worked at a daycare center in Texas where I'd come in once a week to take care of kids in the morning, and I worked in a classroom of 1-year-olds. There was one kid I thought was cute because she looked a little bit like I did when I was her age. However, I learned that she and I had nothing in common beyond that.

I would like to put in here that I normally like kids, and I work very well with them. Most little ones I've worked with are pretty average, and you can sometimes get a pretty good idea of the local area's psychological profile just from watching and working with the kids. Most of them will be pretty normal, want to play, want to push boundaries, want to see and touch new things, gravitate to people and toys they like, etc.

Among the group as a whole, a few children will stand out, for better or for worse. They are a rarity. You might come across a child that is very intelligent and interesting to hang out with. (The artistic ones love you if you color with them). You might get to meet an autistic kid and learn new ways of keeping them happy (I worked with one that loved our toy workbench and tools). But then you meet the trouble-makers. They're spoiled, only-children that are overly bonded with mommy and scream the entire time she's gone, they steal other kids' stuff and have no respect for boundaries, climb on stuff that's not safe for them, etc.

Olivia was one of those rare, bad kids. Turns out she was a nasty little brat whose mother was constantly working desk jobs and would give her whatever she wanted just to get the girl out of her hair. (Her mom was a fat, lazy idiot). So when someone like me refused to let her have what she wanted when it was not okay, she would cry, wail, and scream her head off until mommy or a caretaker who didn't know her came to the "rescue." She didn't even need to talk to me to let me know I was her #1 enemy because I refused to let her have her way, and I was one of the few adults who put my foot down with her in that place.

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I wonder what she's like now! 😳

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Well, let see....last time I saw her was in 2012, and it's been 11 years, so that means she's now in 5th or 6th grade, is probably running the house, and making life a living hell for her single mom. Hopefully she has no siblings. I'd hate for that mother of hers spawning more kids.

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Damn just give the poor kiddo a balloon u lazy fuck... fuck ur dumbass royal pedo family, nothing but a bunch of useless spoiled losers leaching of u cuckholded taxpayers...

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A truer word never spoken 💜

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