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Taught a friend's kid a lesson about personal ownership


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my friend asked me to follow her to a shop so she could drop off her car, and drive her back. Whatever, not a problem, but she has a 6 year old that's very loud at times, and doesn't listen. So, fast forward to the time we get to the shop. She's writing a note about the car to drop off with the key, and her kid's now in the back seat of my car. He unbuckles his belt, and starts collecting loose change on the floor of the car.

 

I tell him "that's not your money, please give it back to me."

 

him: no, I found it, finder's keepers.

 

me: ok.... since you're in my car, you're now my property. I own you now.

 

him: !?!? No I'm not

 

me: well, I found you in my car, just going by your rules.

 

then I turn to his mom, who's outside, and go "Since Danny found change in my car he's claiming as his own, do I get to keep him as a personal slave since he's in my car?" She goes "Sure, have at it."

 

I turn to him and say "well, looks like you're gonna have a fun time at my place being my slave, doing all my cleaning and stuff. I just took the biggest dump, and it's clogged. You're gonna have to clean it. With your bare hands."

 

The kid's eyes widen in fear.

 

I put the car in gear, and start leaving. He starts screaming, then screams turn to cries and sobs and "I want my mommy!" yelps. Halfway around the block, I stop the car, and tell him "well, either you give me my money back, and I take you back to your mom, or we go back to my house and you get to clean poo."

 

The money is in my hand in an instant. We drive back, he bolts out of the car to his mom. At which point she says, "ok danny, get back into the car." The kid looks up at her with the "WTF, are you crazy!?" look.

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FUnny you should mention that... Because of the new job/ house refinance thing, I was strapped for cash and time, so I couldn't use me $300 freebee from Continental. However, Now that I've got 6 weeks leave, I'd like to schedule some time to come out in the spring... Maybe March-ish? PETER, OH PETER!!! Put this in your calander PETER!

 

Mike :D:D

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Wow, some lib would surely call that child abuse!!! Sounds to me like something he's been needing!

 

Reminds me of a time long ago when I talked back to my dad on the ride home from church, I was probably 14, he "dropped" me off to finish the last 5 miles home on foot, taught me a lesson... F'n long walk in church shoes!!! Not that I would do that today with my kids, considering all of the weirdoes out there, but by god when they got home :evil: they'd be an A$$ kicking.

 

Luckily for me my wife was brought up the same way and discipline has never been a problem in our house. The boys start acting up and all I have to say is "HEY" and things turn back to normal, well as normal as things get :-D

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FUnny you should mention that... Because of the new job/ house refinance thing' date=' I was strapped for cash and time, so I couldn't use me $300 freebee from Continental. However, Now that I've got 6 weeks leave, I'd like to schedule some time to come out in the spring... Maybe March-ish? PETER, OH PETER!!! Put this in your calander PETER!

 

Mike :D:D[/quote']

 

Sign me up! Maybe wait a bit for some of the big Z shows in the Spring?

My wife is using up all my freakin flyer miles to fly up to teh convention, so I'll probably not have much of them by then.

 

Nice job on the kid, Alex. When I was a pup (well until I was maybe 15), if some grownup said for me to do something like give back what wasn't mine, I'd do it pronto. If I didn't my parents probably woundn't mind if the grownup screamed at me to maybe shock me into giving it back (or whatever the situation was). But today, you get in trouble for even doing that.

 

Ask me how I know? The idiots that live behind me haven't been friendly with me since I yelled at their 5 year old for repeatedly bold-face lying to me.

 

My daughter (3) came around the corner of the house (I was out front, my kids and others in the side yard) crying, saying XXXX had taken her ball and wouldn't give it back. I go over and ask the kids what's going on. They (all but XXXX) say "XXXX took her ball". I ask XXXX to give it to me. XXXX says "I don't have it". I said then go get it from where ever you put it. XXXX says "I didn't take it."

 

At this time, XXXX is sitting on his bike talking to me. I notice a big round bulge in his shorts front pocket closest to me, about 4" diameter. I asked my daughter how big the ball was. She holds up her hands like she was holding a ball about 4" in diameter. I said to XXXX:" XXXX, the ball is right there in your pocket! Hand it over! (a bit of a raised voice). Very smug and confidently, XXXX says, "That's not her ball, it's just my toy." (at about this time, I'm thinking this kid needs a good whipping).

 

So I screamed at him two more times to give me the ball that's right in his pocket. He just looks at me with a little smirk. The kid has guts, or is really stupid, because my instinct is telling me to reach over and whack the kid. I told him to go get his father because I have something we need to talk about. He rides towards his house, gets to his lawn, reaches in his pocket, pulls out the ball and drops it, then rides to his house. Of course, the little wuss can't tell his dad to call me, I have to call the house and have his dad come over.

 

Instead of apologizing for how their little spoiled brat behaved, and having the punk come and apologize for showing me disrespect, the father blew it off saying the kid is going through a "stage", does that all the time even though they catch him in a lie. Then he asked me not to scream at his kids again. I was speechless. A-hole! Just another example of what's wrong with parents these days - respect for elders is not important to too many.

 

The punk is 11 now and still is not controlled or watched like he should be. Other parents at cub scout events, etc. have to always reprimand him, etc. I see a future criminal, the parents see a boy that's just fine.

 

I can't WAIT until my dad decides to move out of his 1 acre lot/house. I will be away from these idiots at least when I'm at home! Believe me, this was just the beginning of the bad experiences with these idiots. You can't pick your neighbors, but you sure wished you could!

 

Sorry for the rant.

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Alex, that was purrrfect child psychology! Nice going. I kow you played poker face with him...maybe it was real because I know he annoyed the crap out of you.

 

It amazes me how some parents refuse to 'parent' their children. Pete's example of the neighbor kids was even worse.

 

Davy

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It's hard enought to raise your own kid, but it's worse having to try to raise other people's kids.

 

My job entails helping troubled/disturbed kids get services (counseling, mentoring, foster care, hospitalization, etc.) and 99% of the time, the problems stem from the parents' lack of ability to parent their children. Something happened between my parents' generation and mine. I don't know what, but something. I hate to see what kind of miscreants my son is going to have to attend public school with.

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My wife is a high school teacher, and the majority of the "problem" children she teaches have parents that either consider school state paid baby sitting and don't care what thier kid does, or want their child labeled "special" so that the child gets a free ride through school. The parents, who actually think they are doing the right thing for the child, are only making life harder for the child. Many of them can hardly read when they graduate and learn no valuable skills or trades, so they are virtually unemployable. What is really sad is the few occasions when a child just wants to be treated like a normal kid, but the parent is continually coming to the school and causing problems because "your not being fair to my baby."

 

There are people that make her job worth doing however. She told me a story last night about meeting a student's mother and older brother. They are from mexico, and do not speak english very well. However, the mother (through the older brother) told my wife that he enjoyed her class, and to help the boy, the brother, and the parents survive in their new country they work on his homework as a family in english.

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I tell him "that's not your money, please give it back to me."

 

him: no, I found it, finder's keepers.

 

As some of you know i run a laundry mat, a few years ago i was fixing a jammed candy machine. A 9 year kid walks in, puts his clothes in the dryer and starts playing with the coin return on the candy machine. Then as i was about to get to the machine all the clogged change came out. I tell the kid the same thing "I tell him "that's not your money, please give it back to me." Of course he tells me the same thing too (him): no, I found it, finder's keepers. So what am i going to do beat up a 9 year old? I let it fly and make sure the machine works, then as i was going back to my office to clean up i notice he had dollar bills rolling around his dryer. So I said " Heyyy lookee here," i got a total of seven dollars out of his dryer. Of course he started telling me that the money was his and so i basically told him " no, I found it, finder's keepers" :twisted: So i told him you give me my money back and ill give you yours. The problem was the fat little F*#k already bought two candy bars and ate the them. So he told on his mom, i told the mom what happened, she slapped him on the back of his head and told him off. Then i gave the money back to the mom behind his back to teach him a lesson. :D After that when the kid even found a nickel on the floor he would let me know about it.

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Where are we going?

 

And what are we doing in this handbasket?

 

Really, some great stories here, but I'm sure it's nothing new. Kids are kids. They don't know how much life sucks until you teach them, and even when they should know better, they do stupid things. I know I've done my share too!

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