Fun with screaming!
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I didn’t officially get the memo, but I’m pretty sure it’s National bring your kids to Chick-Fil-A and let them do whatever they please Day.  My frequent lunch stop is a Chick-Fil-A just down the street from my office.  Generally, the kids and parents congregate near the play area, which is conveniently located on the opposite end of the restaurant from where I sit.  The manager has explained to me that he tried to segregate the place to keep the kiddies from aggravating everyone else (yes, I know the manager guy and no, I don’t care how much of a loser I am).  Today, all the parents must’ve gotten together, given their kids copious amounts of caffeine and decided that the tables near the play area were off limits.  It all began innocently enough, but by the time I finished eating, there were about 4,200 kids sitting within three feet of me, and each of them was screaming, crying, jumping, banging, kicking or just generally being annoying.  Curiously, I could only count about three parents among the crowd, and all of them seemed more interested in just sitting there than keeping their kids away from my table.  Not surprisingly, it was very difficult to read my book, eat, and not want to smash a butterfly.