A restaurant in NC has a new “No Screaming Kids” policy. If kids act up, the staff will ask parents to take their sprogs outside.
As a parent of two preschoolers, I fully support their policy. When you spring for a restaurant meal, especially in this economy, you don’t want to be subjected to someone else’s kids throwing tantrums or using the restaurant as their personal playground. If there’s anything at all about the article I find disagreeable, it’s this quote from an offended mom:
“I’ve never seen a restaurant say, don’t bring your screaming kids in here,” said Ashley Heflin, who is a mom of two. “You can’t help it if your kids scream.”
You know what, Ashleykins? You sure as shit can. If your kids scream their heads off in a restaurant, you don’t sit there and subject the other paying customers to the serenade. You have the waiter doggy-bag your chow and get the hell out of there. (Trust me, if you ask for your food to go when your kid is throwing a tantrum, the staff in most any restaurant will gladly pack up your food while you carry Junior out to the car.)
I don’t want to annoy people by implying that my kids are perfectly behaved angels, but you know how many times I’ve had them throw a tantrum in a restaurant? If you guessed “zero”, award yourself the prize of your choice. You know why that is? Because I didn’t take them to restaurants when they were small enough to be prone to sudden screaming spells. When they got old enough to communicate, they got to learn how to eat in restaurants with Daddy, but the first time they even started acting up, they were told in no uncertain terms that if they didn’t behave themselves, we’d be leaving the restaurant pronto, and not return for a very long time. They like eating in restaurants, so–surprise!–they don’t act up.
Lastly, I don’t understand how anyone could enjoy a meal when their own kids are screaming at the very same table. Why on Earth would you pay $20 a head for food and meals if you have to not only eat your meal to an infernal soundtrack, but also endure the hostile glances of the other guests? If your kids are unable to control themselves due to age or experimental parenting, you’re not deprived of the ability to eat restaurant food. There’s always take-out, curbside pickup, or the drive-through.
Good for you, Olde Salty restaurant. Nobody has the right to have their kid spoil the meals of the sixty-five other paying patrons in the joint.