Comments: Angry in more way than one.

Hmmmm.... I'm sensing a little tension here :-P

I know what you mean, though. I have a similar problem at the bank. There's a "facility for special people" right down the road from us, and a lot of the specials bank with us. 2 or 3 of them aren't really good at using their "inside voices". All the other tellers just let them hoot & holler. When the specials come to MY window, I shush them if they get too loud.

I know it's not their fault, but I quiet my barking dog, too, and for the same reason - I know better.

Posted by Harvey at July 5, 2004 11:17 AM

The dollar movies seems to be the destination of choice for an outing for all the local group homes and special education institutions. The nurses aides push in wheel chairs occupied by drooling patients who probably don't even know where they are at the moment, let alone can enjoy watching a movie with their head resting on the tray across the wheel chair arms. But it's the ones who shout irrationally, babble constantly or roll in the aisles screaming that I have to ask them to take outside on a regular basis. Usually there are only two or three aides for seven or eight "clients", and most times they have to call their facility's security to help remove the trouble maker. Our tax dollars at work....

Posted by Susie at July 5, 2004 06:22 PM

I'm certainly glad to see that other people out there have lived through this sort of thing. I've taken the last couple of days to calm down, so I should be back to the regular nonsense shortly. :)

Posted by Johnny - Oh at July 5, 2004 09:29 PM

Be glad that you aren't a parent to a child with special needs you asshole. What are they supposed to do, keep them in the house all of the freakin' time and not let them out in public in fear that they might disturb someone else? If you don't want to deal with the public, then I suggest you find a different career.

And it's obvious that none of the previous commentors are parents, otherwise, they would have a different view on things...

Posted by B at July 6, 2004 11:30 AM

In my student days I had a job at one of those play-centres you get in the mall. One child I was booking in was autistic. I asked the parents how this affected him. "Oh, he just won't listen to you. That's all. I hope you're not going to discriminate against him". Fifteen minutes later, when he had injured several other children and had a tooth knocked out from "not listening" to us telling him NOT to climb UP the slide, I had to wonder about his parents....

PS I'm a parent myself. When my daughter has a tantrum, she is removed from the situation to a quiet place where she can calm down.

Posted by Sally at July 6, 2004 03:20 PM

Exactly Sally. I have two children ages 3 and 7. Needless to say that my 3 year old has thrown some fits whilst out in public and I remove her as soon as I can... but, it does happen, and there are usually a few minutes that pass by before I can actually get her out of earshot...

Posted by B at July 6, 2004 04:38 PM

There IS a certain amount of time before the screaming child (Special or otherwise) can be removed. But I think Johnny's post was about a parent who ignored the fact that the child was in distress, and carried on buying something when they should have put the child first. That's what I object to. Oh, and the fact that you called my brother an asshole. Please don't do that again.

Posted by Sally at July 6, 2004 05:09 PM

Wow! Nothing like a little heated debate huh? :)

Thank you for coming to my defense Sally. I've been out of the loop, and out of it in general for the past few days.

B - I thought that I had been expressive enough in this post to get the point across taht I am indeed sympathetic to the parents of "Special Needs" kids, but as I said, there's a line. The lady in question (in my opinion) had plenty of time to get her child out of there, and she made no attempt to do so. Then she calls my Manager in order to have me "counseled" for my insensitivity. In my book, you call that a class "A" Bitch. Needs of her child notwithstanding.

I'm not upset about being called an "Asshole" at all though. I still feel like one for yelling at the kid. As for the mother, she can eat shit and live for all I care.

Posted by Johnny - Oh at July 6, 2004 09:53 PM

Not really too worried about calling your brother an asshole... everybody is one at some point in their life. maybe the best therapy for some of these children is to have them out in public so they can interact with people who are normal. It has to be a scary place, and since neither of my children are disabled, I can't say what I would have done in that situation. I guess the mother figured she was a paying customer just like the rest of us. Anyway, I have a soft spot for disabled children...

Posted by B at July 7, 2004 07:50 AM

Fair point. Points even. Do you have a blog, B? My daughter is just 4. "Terrible Two's" led into "F-ing Threes". I don't know what to call the "Fours" ;)

Posted by Sally at July 7, 2004 11:16 AM

Nope, I don't have a blog.. my good friend has one and he tries to get me to start my own often... I always tell him that I don't have time... two girls, ages 3 and 7... I'm with you... My oldest daughter is a charm, quite, polite, the 3 year old on the other hand is a holy terror... heheheee... I always tell the 7 year old to be glad she was born first... If the three year old were first, I am sure she would have been an only child...

Posted by B at July 7, 2004 01:09 PM

I know. I'm not exactly eager to repeat the baby years. She only slept 4 out of 24. We're too busy rejoicing at the relative freedom to think of having another right now. I always heard that the second one was easier. Do you get that from people?

Posted by Sally at July 7, 2004 03:08 PM

I do get that from people sometimes... but, in my experience, it's the total opposite. I had no trouble bottle breaking, potty training, or anything with my oldest daughter... I honestly didn't think we were going to get the little one out of pullups before time to attend school.. hehehee...

Posted by B at July 7, 2004 03:42 PM

LOL! True. Well I guess we'd better carry on this conversation outside my big Blogbrother's room. Thanks for your sympathetic comment at my place. Much appreciated.

Posted by Sally at July 7, 2004 03:54 PM

You both are always welcome to use my comments to chat back and forth. That's why they're open, and the conversation doesn't always have to be about me. :)

Posted by Johnny - Oh at July 7, 2004 04:18 PM

Thanks Big Bro! By the way, I have to say what a great blogger you are ;) How about siring B as a Blogchild of your own ?(I'm hopeless with Code). Harvey wants blog-grandchildren. Go for it, B! It's not about the design, it's the writing that counts, right? Look at my site. It looks terrible!

Posted by Sally at July 7, 2004 05:22 PM

Not a bad idea! B I know you've stated that you don't have the time to do so, but if you've got a minute to comment, you've got a minute to blog. You've got some great opinions, and are very eloquent in sharing them. If you'd like some advice, or just a push to get you rolling, I'm your man.

Posted by Johnny - Oh at July 7, 2004 05:28 PM

I'll second that. It really doesn't take that long, B. And people on here are really friendly and helpful (Keep it quiet though ;) )

Posted by Sally at July 7, 2004 05:37 PM

Grandchildren! Grandchildren! YAY!

I've been waiting for this :-)

That, and B can swear like a sailor. Always a plus. Start pokin' & proddin', kiddies.

Posted by Harvey at July 8, 2004 07:36 PM

Just make sure Harvey can get the name right! ;) Good old dad messed mine up on the first day! Fer crissake!! I know, I know, I forgave ya, Harv!

Posted by That 1 Guy at July 10, 2004 12:25 AM

I've come to expect that sort of thing from the old Pappy. I'm not sure if it's just innebreation, or if he's getting a little touch of senility. :)

Posted by Johnny - Oh at July 10, 2004 09:45 AM

Alzheimer's... it's Alzh... OO! Look, a shiny quarter!

Posted by Harvey at July 10, 2004 02:30 PM
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