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Once on a flight from FL I had a mother and her ~6 yr old sitting behind me.
This kid started hitting me with an alligator on a stick toy.
I asked the kid to stop and asked the mother to stop him and just got glared at.
So I grabbed the stick on the next swipe the kid made broke the stick in a few pieces and gave it back to the kid.
The kid wailed and cried and the mother started raising hell at me.
flight attendant showed up. listened to what happened and got verification from surrounding passengers.
The flight attendant asked me if I wanted to have law enforcement meet the plane when we landed.
The mother got all happy, then the flight attendant said it was to see if I wanted to press assault charges against the mother for letting her child physically assault me. I declined if the mother would shut up and mind her child.
Rest of flight was nice.
Nothing to do with kids, but something that happened to my husband...he used to be in a bowling league with a work friend of his, so once a week they'd go to a bowling alley that was across the street from part of NC State University. There was always a lot of walking traffic in the area, mostly students, but also the occasional bum, too.
Hubbs had been noticing this guy who'd come into the bowling alley and panhandle for change, bum cigarettes, and just generally bother the hell out of people. The guy was in there all the time. One night the guy asked my husband for a cigarette, and hubbs told him to get a fucking job and buy his own damn cigs. Twenty minutes or so later, after hubbs had taken a couple of turns and been to the restroom and back, he noticed his cigarettes, lighter, and container of change that he'd had in the ashtray were gone (this was back when you could still smoke inside nearly anyplace). He looked around and saw the bum guy heading for the stairs that went down into the parking deck underneath the bowling alley.
To make a long story a little shorter, hubbs caught up with the guy out on the sidewalk in front of the bowling alley. He lifted dude up by his damn shirt and slammed him down on the hood of a parked car, and was about to whup the living shit out of him when a cop came walking up. Without ever letting the guy up, hubbs told the cop what happened, and said, look in his damn pockets. You'll find my Camel Lights, a green Bic lighter, and a Tupperware container of change. Sure enough...
Cop asked my husband if he wanted to press charges against the guy for stealing his stuff. I think dude thought he was saved when the cop showed up, but he damn near went to jail that night. Hubbs finally said he wouldn't press charges if the guy stayed out of the bowling alley, and after that night, he never saw the guy again.
Sometimes people better be careful what they wish for. Other folks might not see a situation the same way they do.
Thank goodness cars were made out of actual metal back then. lol At the time, I doubt my husband gave a damn about the hood of that car. He wuz pissed.