Some people are rude. Some people are beyond rude. I met one of those people yesterday.
Superhubby wanted to go to Harbor Freight last night. If any of you haven't had the harbor freight experience then...don't bother. Taking a woman to H.F. is like taking a man to the salon with you when you get your hair and nails done. The first 10 minutes are fine and then its time to get OUT. Since I had my niece with me we decided to
run away go to a few different stores and give him some peace and quiet while he was shopping the aisles and aisles of tools. We wondered through Hallmark reading cards and smelling candles for awhile and then went to Pizza Hut for a couple personal pan pizza's. We walked into Pizza hut and was instantly surrounded by air conditioning and the smell of pizza. We were the only customers so we were shown to the table by a very nice young man who went over and turned the tv over to a channel for my niece to watch and then proceeded to take very good care of us. While we were waiting on our pizza's to finish other customers started coming in. There were 2 other fairly large families that came in and a few older couples. I was still happy with this particular P.H. because even though there was one waiter working he was working hard. I'm sure he didn't get paid enough to run around as much as he did. This was a particularly large P.H. and he seated everyone as far away from other people as he could so no one had anyone sitting near them.
Across the restaurant there was a large family that came in . I think it was Grandma, Grandpa, 2Sons, daughter in law, 3 year old grandson and about 10 month grandson. They were a nice family and they talked and watched tv, just enjoying each others company. Finally our pizza's were served and my niece and I dug in. About the same time mommy decided her 10 month old had dirtied his diaper. That stuff happens and doesn't bother me a bit usually. She decided to change the babies diaper by BRINGING HIM TO THE BOOTH BESIDE US, way away from her family. She took off his diaper which promptly spilled baby poop all over the seat. She tried to clean it up by finding clean spots on the dirty diaper and scrubbing the seat. When that didn't work she used napkins her MIL went to get her. By this time my niece and I were on about our 3rd bite of pizza.....and our last because that was when the smell hit our booth. Not to mention that poor babies butt was stuck right up where we could see it. She started putting a clean diaper on him but she had baby poop on her hands, the seat, her pants and the babies clothes. She never once looked up to see if it was bothering us. Her family was 4 or 5 booths away. We got a box and loaded up our pizza and by the time we left the entire restaurant smelled like baby poop. When we were leaving she had went to the bathroom to wash her hands which, in my opinion is where she should have taken the baby to change his diaper.