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Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Everybody in the immediate and surrounding area watched. My friend and I were close to the situation, and you glanced at us, as we were observing. You then essentially threw your daughter into her car seat, while she cried that she was worried about her younger sister (18-24 months, at most) who had bolted away from your vehicle, down the boardwalk, while you fastened your eldest daughter's seatbelt. You replied to her, "DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT YOUR SISTER - SHE'S MY PROBLEM, SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH."
At this point, the male I was with yelled to you, concerned, from where we were, "What's your problem over there?" You simply looked at us and continued to berate and yell at your daughters. After you had collected your smaller daughter from a good length down the boardwalk in a pile of strangers, and had sufficiently shoved her into her seat, you looked over at us and exclaimed, "Keep staring!" We kept staring. Especially at the make, model, colour, and licence plate of your vehicle, which has been reported to the police.
I am trying to be objective about the situation; my profession is working with children and families, and I know that parents occasionally have public meltdowns, just like children and—while the following doesn't excuse or explain your behaviour, in my books—possibly it was the first and last time this has happened for you, and you feel really guilty about it, and you would never actually lay a hand on your daughter. Possibly you lost your job earlier, and your husband left you, and you were diagnosed with an incurable disease all in the same day, and any other possible "justification" you could have that would play into this, and you snapped. But considering all of the dimmer possibilities, I did not feel comfortable simply observing the situation and being disgusted by the threatening anger you displayed toward your daughters tonight. I have to wonder, if you're comfortable with THAT kind of an outburst in public, what happens behind closed doors? I hope that you were, at the very least, sufficiently embarrassed by the entire situation. —Get a Clue
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