Dear smug bitch at the library who insulted both my daughter and myself when she said my kid is “beautiful, but out of control and needs discipline,”
For your information, bitch face, my daughter is spirited, brilliant, independent, outgoing, creative, and yes, gorgeous. She’s an incredible little kid who is full of life and enthusiasm. She’s only 2 years old and is learning how to share toys and play with other kids. She makes mistakes, but is she a discipline problem? I think fucking not. How dare you say that she is? You don’t even fucking know her!
She’s nothing like the two little lemmings you drag around behind you. Have you noticed that while all the other kids are laughing and squirming around during the story, your nice and nephew are sitting there with their mouths hanging open like two little lobotomy patients? They’re the real freaks here lady, and I can tell you’re very proud of yourself by the way you stand in the back of the room with your arms folded with that smug look on your face, watching all the other moms struggle to keep squiggly two year olds still. And do you really need to control them so much as to force them to do the storytime craft exactly like the librarian’s example? Would it kill you to let the poor kids do what they want with the materials given to them? They are, after all, only TWO YEARS OLD!! Oh, and by the way, little Alex may be able to spell his name, but he sure as hell can’t write it. I saw him scribbling. You’d better get on that. He’s out of control.
You really pissed me off today with your fucking smug bullshit. Overbearing ass holes like you are the ones who raise Unabombers. Remember the expression, “it’s the quiet ones you have to worry about?” Well, it looks like you’ve got a fucking problem on your hands. Two of them, actually.
You’re really lucky there won’t be another storytime for a few weeks. The way I feel right now, I’m likely to show up in my gladiator outfit and open up a can of whoop ass on you.
How’s that for discipline?