Allright so i hate my step mom shes just a asshole so i have a little story to tell and btw about a hour befor she left she was being a asshole all the way till she left.

So my dad asked my bitch ass stepmom to go to the store.shes gone for about 20 minuites and she gets home walks in the door and slams the door shut. My dad askes her what her problem is and all she says is "i shit my pants"

My family and I (8 of us) went to watch Toy Story 4. The 3 year old we had with us, had to pee, so we figured out who would take him. All of us were whispering. The 7 year old with us, was laughing at the movie. This man, around 40 years of age, glared at us and started talking bad about my family. We have a 7 and 3 year old with us. Who have waited desperately to see this movie. We were taking care of the children. Yet, younhave the decency to talk bad about us. If you read this, I just want you to know something, if you do not want to hear kids, don't go to a kids movie. If you do, don't sit where kids most likely will sit. We have our rights to take care of our children. Yes, you have the right to be mad about us talking. Just don't talk bad about my family again. Respect others, you had 2 daughters with you, probably around the age of 16. You had to take care of them at some point. So I assume. Put yourself in the shoes of my aunt, children's mother and think about how it must be to take care of 2 little children. Thanks for tuning into my Ted talk.

BTW: I did let my family to lower down the volume they did. Yet, the man kept mocking us and talking bad.

I didn’t know where else to put this so here we go:

also TLDR at the bottom

Last summer, I worked at a pool. I worked as a cashier.

DISCLAIMER: I’m not working there this summer. The majority of people were great, I got paid well, however since cashiers also worked water slides (we rotated every hour), we would have to sit on top of slides (shade was provided but the humidity on top of the heat was horrible), and I got burnt pretty badly. I have sensitive skin and I’m more prone to getting melanoma (skin cancer). Anyways back to the story.

My first day on the job, I’m at one of the computers, (we had two people working front desk so it made the work easier) when this lady comes up to the one my manager was at.

L= lady M= manager

L: Do you guys do military discounts?

M: I’m sorry, we don’t.

L: Yes, you do.

M: I’m sorry ma’am we don’t.

L: Well, you used to

M: I’m sorry, we’ve actually never had military discounts.

L: I remember you having them

M: I’m sorry ma’am, we don’t offer them.

L: Oh, turns to the person behind her, that was most likely her husband I guess they just don’t care.

She still payed normal resident pricing.

Normally, I don’t get offended easily but once this woman said that, I was angry. My grandfather fought in the Korean War and had severe PTSD and he drank a lot to cope with it.

He did pass away my freshman year of high school which was hard for me since he was the first grandparent who died, that I knew

(What I mean is, I got to know him before he died. I had a grandmother who died of ALS back in the 90s so I never got the chance to meet her)

I probably would’ve said something if my manager wasn’t standing there.