What's Up With These Disrespectful Children Lately?

Back in my day my Aunt and Uncle were greatest folks on earth if they bought me a fifty cent Italian Ice cup from the ice cream man. I did not get a choice of flavors, nor would I ever dare even point at the item I DID actually want. I took what I could get, smiled, and said thank you. Hey, it's that or nothin' kid.

When the ice cream man rolls by these days, the young ones stop him without asking, and order whatever they want; with no regards to pricing. They then leave me with the tab. No thanks, no smile...it's as if this shit is just expected.

Back in my day we only got treated when we deserved it, and if you were bad, you got jack shit. Not today. Nope, they can spit in my face and expect to be rewarded.

Back in my day if I ever dared mouth off to an adult, I'd be on complete lock down, and probably suffer a sore rear end from the whipping I so righteously deserved.

In this day, kids can give us the middle finger, tell us that we suck, and then we get to treat them to ice cream? What the fuck?

Back in my day we were excited if someone gifted us a box of crayons on Christmas. We didn't even need the goddamn coloring book.

In this day, they expect the crayons, the coloring book, and an XBOX 360, with 5 games all rolled in to one. If you fail to buy them the expensive stuff, they'll toss your gifts to the side.

The best thing about this though, is that even if you do get the expensive stuff, they still won't say thank you.

Back in my day it was a treat to rent a movie at Blockbuster. Seriously it was just as glorious as going to the actual theater. In my day, the mom and dad picked the flick. It was all good.

In this day, a trip to Blockbuster can cost more than the goddamn theatre, because in this day, the kids each want a movie, a video game, some candy, some chips, and some soda. Forget renting the video game, they just expect you to buy it. Yet five hours ago this same little Omen just slipped you the bird.

Back in my day, whenever someone had to babysit for my mother, she thanked them for the remainder of the weekend, and slipped them a $20.00 bill.

Back in my day, if we gave the sitter a hard time, we felt the wrath later on from dear ol' mom.

In these days some parents expect you to watch their kid for free, and treat them to ice cream, the blockbuster movie package, and toys; all of this of course, using our own money.

If the kid was bad, they see it as the sitters fault for not entertaining the Omen. Instead of punishing them for being bad, mom goes and treats them to some ice cream.

Back in my day, the parents called the shots. If we were out somewhere we did not want to be, all mom had to do was raise her hand and we knew to get the hell out of her way, and shut our mouths.

In this day, if the kid wants something, all they have to do is whine- the wish is shortly granted.

Back in my day I worked a part time job, and went to school at the age of 14.

In these days, I see 19 and 20 year olds still holding out their palms for mommy's stash.

Back in my day, if we were riding our bikes and an adult was walking in front of us, we hopped off of our bikes, and walked our way around them.

In this day, they scream 'move, move, move' as they plow their bikes through people walking on sidewalks.

Back in my day we respected and slightly feared police officers.

In this day, I hear children no older than 10 yell 'fuck the po'lease' whenever they see a cop roll by.

Back in my day I'd be chewing on a bar of soap for cussing.

In this day, they chew on ice cream.

Back in my day, I would not even consider ever raising my hand to hit my mother or father.

In this day I watch as little ones slap at their mothers stomach and legs if they don't buy them what they want. Then I watch the mom cave in, and treat her little Omen.

Back in my day a simple spanking was accepted.

In this day, a small spanking is considered child abuse.

Back in my day we knew the value of a dollar at the age of 4.

In this day, kids as old as 12 still have trouble figuring it out.

Back in my day, mom could roll out of the house and leave us home alone without worrying about us burning down the house. Yep, at the tender age of 7.

In this day, mom would be the headline news.

Back in my day, kids sat gathered around the kiddie table during large family holiday events.

In this day, the kids sit at the adult table, and the parents are still gathered around the kiddie table.

Back in my day, if we got in trouble in school we'd take a walk of shame to the principals office, we'd get detention, and a whoppin when we got home.

In this day, when kids get in trouble in school, some moms takes them out for ice cream, and appologizes to them, for having such a bad day. Then they go the extra mile and call the school, to try and get the teacher in trouble.

Back in my day, a good day consisted of sunshine, Pez, and a bike without a flat tire.

In this day, a good day consists of ice cream, new toys, a new video game, a trip to Chucky Cheese, calling all the shots, and a trip to a theme park to cap off the night. If it consists of anything less, than kids mutter 'life sucks'.

What the fuck?

-Before I get all the annoying 'well my kid is not like this' comments... do know this is not regarding ALL children. M-kay...