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To think I just met the worlds scummiest family!(83 Posts)
Just back from soft play hell. Ds1 was in the bit for older children playing happily, I was in the under 3's bit with ds2 who is 20 months.
A couple get in with their little girl who must have been about 1. After about 5 mins she was sick a large Amount of food. I picked up ds2 and brought him out while I thought they would sort out their dd, they took a baby wipe and cleaned her face and a second wipe to the floor. Then carried on playing. The floor and baby still has sick on them and they had her crawling all over the place.
I just sat there in disbelief and obviously with a huge wedgy from my judgey pants being hiked so high. Obviously I told one of the staff and we then all had to leave, much to the disgust of ds1.
Please tell me this is the worst it gets, there can't be scummier people than that out there!
I took DSs to Twin Lakes several years ago and they have several huge soft play areas there. We went in one of the soft play buildings and found an area where there were only 10 or so children playing. After 5 minutes or so DS1 came out and his socks and bottom half of his trousers (along the front where he had been crawling) were all wet. His hand were wet too so I smelt them and it was clearly piss. Other children started coming out covered in piss too. The only ones in the soft play area were over 5/6 years so we all came to the conclusion that someone's kid had pissed and legged it earlier. Absolutely disgusting and it ruined our day out. Poor DS, washed his hands, binned his socks and washed his trousers out in a sink and had to try and dry them under the hand dryers. His shoes hurt with no socks and he was really uncomfortable in damp trousers.
I have a friend who, when her DD was potty training, used to let her use the potty wherever she wanted ( presumably to encourage her). This included using it on the dining room table while we were having lunch.
Potties are unnecessary and revolting. Use the toilet FGS.
Eskino - I was at a small soft play when a child had a pee accident in the little ball pool - a staff member got everyone out, collected up the balls and took them outside to wash in a soapy bucket.
I remember, pre DC, seeing a ball pool on a ferry which had a sign up proudly declaring they disinfected it every quarter <boak>
a family member changed her baby - repeatedly- on my nice living room rug. despite me asking her not to.
She would then use anti bac gel and declare her hands clean.
I saw a poo on the side of the swimming pool - reported it straight away to the lifegurad lady - did not want anyone slipping in it or kicking it in the pool! - and she just said she could not possibly do anything about it and would I please wait and tell her male colleague when he got off his break
I like to think she will remember that when she is a mum and up to her armpits in vomiting kids and pooey nappies
I offer you all this charming YouTube video of a lady who is caught short in the supermarket.
Snot, maybe she couldn't leave the side of the pool to clean it up? Don't see how she couldn't tell her colleague when he came back though.
I think I was assuming that the staff wouldn't clean it anyway based on what others were saying about soft play places!
<also extremely sleep deprived>
oh god - do you remember that programme where Flavor Flav was 'interviewing' a new gf (flavour of love or something) and while in the lobby one of the 'ladies' took a dump on the stairs? The worst thing was, it wasn't a dealbreaker for him. He gave her kudos for being true to herself, or some such rubbish.
Somebody recently left a changing cubicle at our pool filled with wee. It wasn't far to the toilets either. They didn't bother to tell a lifeguard, I ended up doing that when I walked in and promptly walked out again to find one. It was disinfected pretty quickly.
We used to have radios when lifeguards at the leisure centre so I could have easily called for someone to clean it up. Not sure why this isn't common anymore.
<furiously scribbles 'soft play' off the list of things to do in the Easter holidays>
snot if she was poolside, it would be necessary for her to keep a very close eye on the swimmers. It takes a second to drown. Lifeguards have to constantly count the people in the pool to make sure no one has disappeared. She would not have been able to leave where she was to clean up poo.
Story from a friend, a man who was drunk at work, weed into the office water dispenser. Friend had to ring up the water company to get the unit sanitised. Can you imagine the conversation she had??? Friend was glad someone had witnessed the act.
someone had pood on the floor on the portable loo at my market a few weeks ago. odd thing was that they made it to the loo but pood nowhere near the bowl but was in the cubicle.
Why did I read this just before dinner?!?!
Last summer I heard a blood curdling scream from a mum. She lifted her foot from the ball pit to find a poo squished between her toes. I have never been back there!
I can offer a little insight into the mindset of someone who smears blood all over a cubicle wall, because I did it once (much to my horror now!) Warning - may be disturbing to some!
I was around 15, living in an extremely abusive/violent household (left me with permanent internal and brain damage), and had been kept isolated from the world (homeschooled, etc) until this particular time when I had been sent to some free computer training for school-age children.
The class was held in a local school, and all the other children there knew each other. I was also extremely dishevelled and smelly (had constant UTIs and no showers/clean clothes for weeks at a time), and made the mistake of telling the children there I hadn't had a bath for two weeks when they asked.
They taunted me, flicked snot at me, and spat chewed up tissue balls at me all through the computer training session, and the teacher seemed disgusted by me too (looking back I honestly can't blame him, I can't imagine how I must have smelt). In that moment, every single hope/dream I'd ever had about the 'outside world' being a better place when I grew up/left home came crashing down.
I felt a real rage come over me, almost literally like a pulsing red mist in front of my eyes, and I went to the bathroom and slashed myself with scissors (had already been cutting for a few years). I hated that place, and all the people there, and in my mind's eye saw it all burning down with them screaming inside (believe me, I know how horrendous that is now). I also had an incredible amount of pent-up rage from my home situation which just kind of fuelled the whole thing.
But in a mad sort of revenge-lust state, I settled for smearing my blood everywhere... every single surface I could find. There was no thought of spreading any disease or anything (I didn't even have this much awareness at the time), it was just that I was in enormous pain, and everyone seemed gleefully ready to aim another kick at me, and for once I just wanted "them" to feel shocked and disturbed, and to feel an unsettled ripple in their 'perfect world' (how it all seemed to my disturbed 15-year-old mind), and perhaps even to feel fear.
I can barely relate to that person I was any more, and remember all those years as if it were someone else, but it does all come crashing back when I hear stories of what other disturbed individuals do, because I was there once. I guess not everyone's motivation will be the same, but I doubt any of them come from a happy place.
Ifyoulike - I hope life is better for you now
Poolside poo lady was not actually watching the swimmers though, she was in the locker area, fiddling with her nails etc - it was just that she obviously deemed it too gross to consider it could be part of her job to remove random poos and went all dumb-sqeamish-girly on me, simpering about please asking her male colleague as she could not possibly do it
I used to work in a nursing home where one of the staff used to bring her children in to work with her.
She used to changed her baby's nappy in the kitchen table.
My work place is behind a car park with public loo one end. There a a path running from main road to lane we are on and behind the loos,all very open and a busy thoroughfare. Girls who work for me saw a middle aged lady squat behind loos in full view of them ( behind blinds in window) and have a poo. She then wiped with a tissue and walked off. They were gobsmacked since the loos were open and although public are well kept.
i know of a soft play place, where they fill the balls into shopping trolleys and take them through the car wash its the funniest sight [but at least you know they take their cleaning seriously]
we go to a great place in Lisburn, NI occasionally and its brill - the girls (never seen any boys in my defense) constantly cleaning - i think they have the anti bac sprays just glued to their hands. the whole place is shining
Ifyoulike - I can't find the words to say what I would like to say, but if I could reach through the screen hug you right now I would. I too hope things are much better for you now.
We were also at soft play today. We witnessed two different mothers threatening to "fucking smack" their children and another who told her child the devil was watching him. No bodily fluids or poo though.
I am balking at the amount of poo and sick everywhere... YUCK! I've got one, but it's a different kind of "scummy" if you see what I mean...
I did a stint in a supermarket on checkouts at Christmas and a family came through with five kids. They were pleasant enough and were buying a lot of food which they said was their Christmas Dinner. Turkey, lots of different vegetables, yorkshire puds, chipolatas etc, all unbranded versions in order to save the most money. They paid the £50 or so in cash, and then said that the next lot of shopping was theirs as well - cheap booze that totalled over £320.
I was absolutely flabbergasted that they'd gone to such an extent to save money on their Christmas Dinner, only for them to blow THAT MUCH on alcohol. I just can't imagine any circumstance where that's OK...
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