Should I ignore it or say something?

Didn’t think anything about it until I got to work. I’m wearing green today. Frankly, I don’t care about St. Patrick’s Day. I definitely don’t have Irish in me at all. To me, it’s just another day. Note to self – don’t go to the Vista when St. Patty’s Day is celebrated. Over the weekend, we decided to get a bite to eat at Monterrey’s near my office. Uh – yeah – bad decision. Little did we know that the Five Points crowd were making their way to the Vista and already arrived. The waiter directed us to the back corner booth. We thought, hey, that’s cool. It’s in the corner – no sweat. WRONG! First next to us were a bunch of girls just gaggling over random stuff. Of course all dressed in green. Evan kept staring at the one girl who had a green headband on her head. Guess he was trying to figure out the bonging green clovers on her headband. Whatever.

The trouble became clear as soon as we reached our table. A group of six were sitting diagonally from us, and clearly they were all drunk. Cursing and foul language permeated from that table. I as a parent thought, hummm this isn’t good. My 3 year old is in his “repeat after me” stage, and it would be horrible, just horrible if he started repeating, WTF and what a B** all the time. Ah, yeah – no way. Did I mention we were super hungry? So, what’s a parent to do, but to say something. I told the waiter, um, I think we’re not going to stay. He asked why, I told him we hear some inappropriate language and its just not something I want my child to be hearing. He said, do you mean the table behind me. Yes, I said. He then said, I will talk to the manager and do something. Don’t worry, we’ll take care of it. I thought to myself, man – I remember when I was single and this stuff didn’t bother me. I just let it roll of my shoulders. Totally different when you have a kid. TOTALLY!

You know what happened next, right? The manager goes over to the table (thankfully, they were finished eating and just killing time to head to the next destination to get even more drunk), starts talking and then leaves. Next thing you know, the guy who is like totally wasted already gets even louder. Is making a scene, making comments such as asking which table is it, rude comments about Mexicans, etc. Ah – yeah, I’m not Mexican dude. One of girls chimes in and starts going at it. In the end - the left (thankfully). But then more drunk patrons started coming in for dinner. We finished our dinner and left. We exposed our son to such vulgar bad language. AAHHHHH!!

I DID SAY SOMETHING and felt better about it too!