Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk

When I see my neighbor I find IMMEDIATE reasons to go in the house. Non-existent phones, for example. Beans on the stove. ANYTHING.

I don't "find" reasons (I don't have a neighbor who baby-stalks me either). When I want to get away from someone, I say "I have to go now" or "I've had enough of this, good-bye".

Works for a lot of other things, too, not just baby-stalking.

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SlumSlut
I don't "find" reasons (I don't have a neighbor who baby-stalks me either). When I want to get away from someone, I say "I have to go now" or "I've had enough of this, good-bye".

Works for a lot of other things, too, not just baby-stalking.

Here is wisdom. Hell, I'm surprised anyone approaches me anyway.

Waiting in the checkout line at Walmart today and the loser in front of me alternated between "tickling" his son under his chin ( ), scolding him for biting his sister, and looking back at me like he wanted me to comment on the situation. When I whipped out my phone and started playing Bejeweled he got louder. I was so glad when he wheeled whatever crap he bought and his two fugly, inbred-looking (and acting) children out of the store.

OH MY GOD! This board is awesome! I feel like I have found the perfect place for me! I just wish I could actually find this community in real life not just online. I get so sick of the breeders and their spawn overtaking everything I could straight out scream. I work in a mall and I could just come unglued when my entire store is over run by strollers and snot nosed toddlers touching everything, squishing our product and just making chaos where peace should be. I am babystalked at least five times a day and because I am working there the Moo's expect you to coo over thier brat like you a give a shit that they are saying "hi" thirty five times in a row to you. I just want them to get what they need and get the hell out. I was sitting at a table making my schedule and a lady rolls up with a double rolling baby cadillac and parks it next to me with two screaching brats in it that are all to eager to show me thier build a bear. Like I am so interested?!?!?! Really?!?!?!? I go, "Thats nice" in my I don't give a shit voice and move away until she gets them out of there. Was I to be a baby sitter to her hideous offspring? Not part of my job, sorry! Did she not see that I was working? I stopped to help her but as far a sitter service I DON"T THINK SO! Same day within ten minutes of this situation another woman with her fuck trophys (FT's as I call them) rolls in and sits at my table, grabs my pen sitting there and lets her stupid brat write on my paper like it was there with the intention to keep her brats entertained. I hate kids, I get so tired of all the ways as a society we are expected to cater to them and their breeding parents!

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Bratless N Lovinit
OH MY GOD! This board is awesome! I feel like I have found the perfect place for me! I just wish I could actually find this community in real life not just online. I get so sick of the breeders and their spawn overtaking everything I could straight out scream. I work in a mall and I could just come unglued when my entire store is over run by strollers and snot nosed toddlers touching everything, squishing our product and just making chaos where peace should be. I am babystalked at least five times a day and because I am working there the Moo's expect you to coo over thier brat like you a give a shit that they are saying "hi" thirty five times in a row to you. I just want them to get what they need and get the hell out. I was sitting at a table making my schedule and a lady rolls up with a double rolling baby cadillac and parks it next to me with two screaching brats in it that are all to eager to show me thier build a bear. Like I am so interested?!?!?! Really?!?!?!? I go, "Thats nice" in my I don't give a shit voice and move away until she gets them out of there. Was I to be a baby sitter to her hideous offspring? Not part of my job, sorry! Did she not see that I was working? I stopped to help her but as far a sitter service I DON"T THINK SO! Same day within ten minutes of this situation another woman with her fuck trophys (FT's as I call them) rolls in and sits at my table, grabs my pen sitting there and lets her stupid brat write on my paper like it was there with the intention to keep her brats entertained. I hate kids, I get so tired of all the ways as a society we are expected to cater to them and their breeding parents!

you need a nice big WALL around your desk!

YES I DO!

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bratless n lovinit
YES I DO!

why is your desk right next to the (ugh) public?

hahaha, i mostly smile when a little kid does that kind of thing to me...
first, some of them are cute.
second, i'm being thankful i'm not the kid's mom. that's why i smile. i can enjoy the cuteness of the kid for free!

no, i never tell the proud mom how cute her child is. i hate doing that.

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felisdomestica
hahaha, i mostly smile when a little kid does that kind of thing to me...
first, some of them are cute.
second, i'm being thankful i'm not the kid's mom. that's why i smile. i can enjoy the cuteness of the kid for free!

no, i never tell the proud mom how cute her child is. i hate doing that.

It depends on the kid. Sometimes a cute kid will do something unobtrusive like wave from a shopping cart and say hi. That really does not bug me at all.

I think the parents who have to parade them and get LOWWWWDDDD when you don't notice their kid are far more annoying and are the ones who want validation. The kids could not give a shit; they say hi and if you don't respond they say hi to the next person.

Invading my space, touching me, or stepping on my feet are a whole different story and most of them are past the cute stage.

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felisdomestica
hahaha, i mostly smile when a little kid does that kind of thing to me...
first, some of them are cute.
second, i'm being thankful i'm not the kid's mom. that's why i smile. i can enjoy the cuteness of the kid for free!

no, i never tell the proud mom how cute her child is. i hate doing that.

It depends on the kid. Sometimes a cute kid will do something unobtrusive like wave from a shopping cart and say hi. That really does not bug me at all.

I think the parents who have to parade them and get LOWWWWDDDD when you don't notice their kid are far more annoying and are the ones who want validation. The kids could not give a shit; they say hi and if you don't respond they say hi to the next person.

Invading my space, touching me, or stepping on my feet are a whole different story and most of them are past the cute stage.

I can't use my account for a while.. Speaking of space invading,Once i catched a little brat trying to...lift my skirt.
I shouted , HEY!
His mom shouted at him too
I thought the mom was going to apology, but she didnt

Also holding the door open for moo and her brat...they didnt even see me, as if it is INDEED my obligation to hold the door open. Shit like this always happens

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felisdomesticacopy
I can't use my account for a while.. Speaking of space invading,Once i catched a little brat trying to...lift my skirt.
I shouted , HEY!
His mom shouted at him too
I thought the mom was going to apology, but she didnt

Happened the same when i was talking to a friend, a brat came and groped my ass and started laughing like an idiot. The worst part is that his mom started laughing too and encouraged him.

Hell, had one little shit girl peek through the crack in the stall I was in in the womens room. Fuckin little shit ran when she knew I was in a position to get her. Turns out she was there with the grandmoo, who I worked with in the store. Grandmoo tried to handle the fucker, and the shit ran out of the store. Pity she didn't run into the path of a car and get splattered. We should have been so lucky. Her ass should have been heated to the point of combustion.
damn fuckin bitch.

two cents ¢¢

CERTIFIED HOSEHEAD!!!

people (especially women) do not give ONE DAMN about what they inflict on children
and I defy anyone to prove me wrong:

The selfish wants of adults outweigh the needs of the child.

If I want to hear the pitter-patter of little feet I'll put shoes on my pets.

Mankind and its needs (wants) are like unto a black hole. It devours all available resources and it never is full: it merely grows larger and demands more.

Definition of 'wealthy': Anyone who makes more/has more than you do.

Someone pointed out that I'm a realist. And all along I thought I was just a pessimist crossed with a cynic.

Entitlement, thy name is mooooooooooooooo

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they are insured... but not everyone must prove they are a citizen.
Add to this that, many of those who refuse or are unable to prove they are
citizens, will receive free insurance paid for by those who are.""

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felisdomesticacopy
I can't use my account for a while.. Speaking of space invading,Once i catched a little brat trying to...lift my skirt.
I shouted , HEY!
His mom shouted at him too
I thought the mom was going to apology, but she didnt

Happened the same when i was talking to a friend, a brat came and groped my ass and started laughing like an idiot. The worst part is that his mom started laughing too and encouraged him.

future little sex offender

because mummy said "you can bee whaateeveeer YOU waaantt..."

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felisdomesticacopy
Speaking of space invading,Once i catched a little brat trying to...lift my skirt.
I shouted , HEY!
His mom shouted at him too
I thought the mom was going to apology, but she didnt

Ugh!!!!! I'd freak out. I know they have no idea what is going on, but I'd at least expect an apology from the mom. She should be making sure this crap doesn't happen!

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Dude said something to me, but I didn't register it. He looked angry. For what? I didn't touch the kid. I didn't snatch him. I ignored him. But how dare I shatter his spirit?! * sobs * The baby daddy carried the infant to the front of the store. When I came to check-out, I got comments that I should have played with the snot. I wasn't aware I was a kid's plaything. I'm bright but I'm not a plastic, shiny thing.

Why are the rest of us supposed to entertain the kyddies? Really? They're not with me, so therefore I will not deal with them. Why isn't the daddy taking care of it?

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"Oops! Nature calling! All that kicking!"
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"Tell it to KICK HARDER!"

I've mentioned this before, I had a SIL who used to yell for everyone to come feel her up when her mirakul started kicking. After 1/2 an hour even her own mother stopped responding.

Got babystalked by some reaallll winners at the grocery store tonight. I knew I was in for it when a duh and his two daughters got in line behind me. It was the only line open, going very slowly, and I got stuck right in front of breeders. Super. So duh quickly starts doing the "making idiotic banter with his kyds in a higher and higher pitched voice" thing, then encourages the kids to "go play" at the candy/gum rack so they're right beside me. When I continue to completely ignore them they go back to duh. Apparently the kids starting jabbing him in the crotch, because I start hearing (louder and louder, in babytalk voice): Now KayleighAyna don't reach for my crotch honey! Kayleighsparkleigh DON'T REACH FOR MY CROTCH! heh heh!" over and over. God I couldn't get out of there fast enough.

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faraway, so close
Apparently the kids starting jabbing him in the crotch, because I start hearing (louder and louder, in babytalk voice): Now KayleighAyna don't reach for my crotch honey! Kayleighsparkleigh DON'T REACH FOR MY CROTCH! heh heh!" over and over.

that's NOT what he tells them AT HOME.

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faraway, so close
Got babystalked by some reaallll winners at the grocery store tonight. I knew I was in for it when a duh and his two daughters got in line behind me. It was the only line open, going very slowly, and I got stuck right in front of breeders. Super. So duh quickly starts doing the "making idiotic banter with his kyds in a higher and higher pitched voice" thing, then encourages the kids to "go play" at the candy/gum rack so they're right beside me. When I continue to completely ignore them they go back to duh. Apparently the kids starting jabbing him in the crotch, because I start hearing (louder and louder, in babytalk voice): Now KayleighAyna don't reach for my crotch honey! Kayleighsparkleigh DON'T REACH FOR MY CROTCH! heh heh!" over and over. God I couldn't get out of there fast enough.

Wow. That's fucked up.

It's rare for me but got stalked today.

And talk about your wrong day for it.

Been on a search exercise for my volunteer gig. Been in an airplane with no AC, Temp today was a cool 105 F (40.5 C) flying over desert and rough terrain all freaking day. I'm hot, tired, dehydrated and cranky. I'm wearing a full aramid (Nomex) green flight suit and combat boots, dark sunglasses. I am just wanting to go home.

Nope.

Get the text from home - stop and pick up ...

Oh joy

Well I figure the usual suspects would be out at the Lake or at home drinking beer and causing their neighbors fits so a quick whip into walrusmart might be safe.

BZZZZZZZZZ! WRONG BUNKY.

Parking lot is a zoo with soccermom urban-assault vehicles all over. Get inside and it's wall to wall with teen hoochi mamas and urban west coasters trying to be rednecks. Of course there were wanna be tough guys in Tapout gear who have never seen the inside of a Dojo. Add to it the obese people on motorized carts, free range tweens, inattentive moos with attack strollers etc. The noise, the decibel level was louder than a Lycoming IO-540 without a headset.

So I get to the carbonated poison (soda) isle. Redneck duh with a toddler on foot and baby in arms. Baby is in full on tearless, howling like a coyote meltdown.

Toadler is antagonizing baby and duh is doing nothing till he turned and saw me. The out comes the overly loud - "Bratley stop that, Bratley!" Saw him glance my way like I'd stop and commiserate. Instead I cruised on by and went around to another isle. I went back past and saw duh was still in the isle so I kept going. Went and shopped up some things I didn't want. The isle with the hot dog rolls was nearly blocked by redneck moo with the new cell phone and having an overly loud call about something the kid at home wanted.

So about 5 minutes later I went back to the soda isle and it was blissfully empty. Grabed the stuff DW wanted and headed for the door. Of course in typical moo fashion all the checkouts close to the door were two to three deep but the ones farther over were open with no line. Out I go as fast as possible.

Still not safe. Crossing the parking lot I safely dodged the ricer with his cheep car and fancy v-tek stickers. Try fixing the dents and suspension dude. Get into the car and start away and evade the S MOO V that is driving across vacant parking spaces at about warp 4 instead of the lanes.

DAMMIT JIM, I'm a nurse not a stunt driver ...

Made it home intact. What a day.

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"I fly because it releases my mind from the tyranny of petty things." - Antoine de Saint-Exupery

I believe I was stalked in the store the other day. Idiot duhd with squalling brat near by and you can always tell when they are facing you and getting closer because their voice gets more direct (eeew)...and I just got the HELL OUT OF THERE. There was that "pause" like he thought I would acknowledge they existed. THINK AGAIN! hahaa.....

Oh my god the number of pahrunts who just have to point me out their chyldren when I am working a post is just ridiculous. I start to feel like a side show after the third or fourth "Look Snotleigh a security guard." As if it's such a novelty to see security at a mall.

i hate it when i'm ringing up a customer at the bookstore and the parent says to little ashleigh-ethan: "give the money to the lady...just reach up and give it to her...we have to pay for the books...that's only a dollar - how many more dollars do we need to make $4?" and on and on, as i stand there glaring. not. cute. it's a wordless bingo.

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