Got irritated by my kids eating habits.
Took them to a nice pub resturant.
Had them watching the other diners to see that there are places where you should use cutlery, not gargle with coke and sugar, no scratching and belching....
No Idea where they learned so many bad habits.
I blame the wife.
Anyhow, they were actually speaking to each other quietly.
Managed not to laugh when biggest was asked how would you like your steak, Sir? First ever time he had ordered it, so "Cooked please".
Elbows in, they were actually doing better than I expected.
In staggers four drunk women....
They had to get the table next to mine.
Drinking wine out of half bottle sized glass buckets....
One is sat there waving half a chicken on a fork between chews as she roared with laughter as another was discussing her failed exploits with some man she picked up the previous night.
Biggest quietly said, looks like we were diong fine the way we were eating anyway.
I was really getting wound up.
I was just sort of hoping they would all fall into an invisible hole and disapear.....
One got up and staggered off towards the toilet.
She managed to drop her handbag and then fell over it and broke her nose when she fell face first into the back of a chair..
Five minutes later they all staggered into an ambulance and quiet returned.
My kid asked "How did you do that dad?"
Think he must have guessed how I was feeling.
"Not me," I said....
"Just bad manners can cause you bad luck."
They both considered this and decided they would try to eat nicer in future as, so far, they must have been very lucky.
Chuffed with the result, but cant help feeling a bit guilty about this one.
Grumble, Grumble.....
