I Hate Bitchy, Entitled Suburban Moms And Their Little Brats

These two bitches (and I don't apply that word lightly) were pushing their strollers side-by-side on the sidewalk and one couldn't be bothered moving behind the other to let me pass in the oncoming direction. Was I expected to step into the street?

Later, the two bitches popped up at my favorite café. The two brats were running around unsupervised in the back half of the café. The mom who was ordering paused (with a line behind her) and ran to get her brat, then sat the brat (remember, in diapers under his pants!) on the counter of the café.

As if that wasn't disgusting enough, the brat started playing with carousel of teabags and took one out. Then, he started tapping the service bell. The bitchy mom thought it was cute and reinforced the behavior.

She was wearing exaggerated lipstick and makeup to try to make herself look pretty, and was wearing a dumpy-looking brown sweater dress and running shoes.

She took another ten minutes to finish ordering. Oat milk this! Gluten-free that! Swap the lettuce for avocado (she didn't want to pay the obvious difference in price)! And can you make one of those burritos, too!

After laughing out loud at the gluten-free request (it's a small café that doesn't serve gluten-free food, and only half of one percent of people are gluten-intolerant, medically), I just walked out.

Imagine having to teach those bratty kids one day! To manage them, when they are old enough to work!

And imagine being married to a bitch like this. I see why men go to massage parlors or fuck their secretaries. That kind of entitled bitch is more disgusting personality-wise than she is physically.

All-in-all, it was a good advertisement for free birth control, free abortion, sex work, and not getting married.