So today, I had to make a stop at my local bank. I walked in and my ears were immediately assaulted by the screeching of a she-brat, who looked to be around maybe 4 or 5 years old. SCREEEEECHING! The moo stood there with that vacant look in her eyes while little shriekling ran around the bank, screaming like her fucking hair was on fire (I wished it was, at least there'd have been a REASON why the little bitch was screaming.) I quickly covered my ears, making it obvious that the noise was annoying, while looking at vapid moo - mind you, at that point, I had a headache and I usually don't cover my ears unless some type of noise is really bothering me. Moo called out to Bratleigh, who ran, shrieking, to her moomy, then proceeded to dart around the bank like she was nuts. I shot moo another annoyed look. So she again called to the brat, who FINALLY went up to her moomie and was corraled to a chair, where she proceeded to leap onto on her knees and talk in that bratty, "yelly" little girl voice. I was in line, kind of fidgeting, anticipating more screeching; thankfully, I was called up to the teller, who looked no less disturbed by the brat than I was. I quickly did my business and got the fuck out of there.
If I was a bank employee, I would have no choice but to "nicely" ask the broodmare to control her brat. What the fuck is wrong with people? As a moo, I would THINK that it would not be acceptable to allow my kid to be such an anal-dwelling butt-monkey and stop her from behaving as such. And it was also obvious that other customers were none too pleased with the brat's behaviour and they seemed fidgety as well, wanting to get their business done and be out of there and away from this brat.
I'm so OVER misbehaved brats in public places. It's gotten to the point where I am straight-up outspoken about my disdain for bratty kydz - I will shoot dirty looks at the handlers, THEN I won't think twice about opening my mouth. I guess the older you get, the less you care about whom you're pissing off, especially breeders. I guess I'm getting to be a crabby old broad, but I just can't stand bratty kyds in public places anymore - I just CANNOT and WILL NOT put up with it.