Last night I took Eeyore, Cindy-Lu and T (kid from across the street) to McDonald’s for dinner and a germ filled good time in the playland. The kids were having a blast and there were only two other families there so it wasn’t too terribly loud and awful.

We stayed for quite awhile and one of the families that had gotten there before us left. They threw away their garbage, but left stray fries all over their table. (I find that very annoying. Clean up after yourself or go to a sit down restaurant!)

About five minutes after this family left another family came in. The mother was dressed in sweats and a t-shirt that were obviously old, dirty, and worn often. The father was at least twice the mom’s age and pretty skeevy looking. The kids (probably 2 1/2 and 9 months) were both dirty and mismatched with clothes that didn’t properly fit and hair that hadn’t been washed in who knows how long.

They sat in the booth directly in front of the booth with food strewn all over it. (Do you know where I am going with this yet?)

The mom got everyones food situated and they started eating. After a few minutes I noticed the mom was reaching behind her and grabbing fries off of the other table and feeding them to her baby. FRIES THAT SOMEONE ELSE LEFT ON THE TABLE.

Obviously this family didn’t have much money and my heart broke for that little baby and for the mother for having to resort to THAT to feed her children. I considered buying the kids a happy meal, because they were obviously still hungry.

AND THEN.

And then I watched the bitch reach into her box of chicken nuggets, pull one out, and pop it into her mouth.

I had thought that she was out of food, her baby was still hungry and she wasn’t able to buy him more food. BUT NO! She was eating the good food herself and feeding the baby some stranger’s left overs!

After I stared in disgust and judged her to my hearts content, I watched her take the high chair tray off the high chair and dump it. On the floor. She was two feet from the garbage can and she dumped the left overs on to the floor where my children are running around playing.

(And then I saw a cockroach crawl out of her ear and wave at me.)

Some people should just not be allowed to have children. They just shouldn’t, damn it.