Some people should not be parents until they grow up. There was this mother who brought her child to the hair saloon. When they first got in, they caught the attention of everyone by clapping loudly when the child pulled the card out from the machine so they could get into the queue.
Did they get into the queue and sit down to wait? No. The mummy pulled out this silly racket and started playing ball with her son inside the saloon. When the hair stylist told the child (instead of the mother) to go outside and play, they both waited at the corridor, along the narrow walkway where everyone uses, to continue with their childish prattle.
And guess who came in to wait in their place? The husband/father. And after making a din for 5mins, the child suddenly cried ( I did not see what happen) and screamed until the time I left. And all these time, I did not understand a single word (ok a few words) the mother said to the child. She was a Chinese National trying to speak her half bake broken English to her son.
Come on! Its your own son for goodness sake. Just speak in your native language and don't make a din. Even the hairstylist was so irritated I know she was barely concentrating and tolerating the din.
What a bad hair day.
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