To ask the most immature or spoiled behaviour you've seen from an adult?

[HellaFitzgerald]

Today, in the supermarket, I saw a woman (I actually heard her before I rounded the corner and saw her, to be accurate) of about 40 loudly berating a man who worked there about something she wanted not being in stock. She then started to jump up and down on the spot stamping her feet like a toddler and then sat cross-legged on the floor in the middle of the aisle, arms folded, bottom lip pouted out. I was mortified for her, the worker, the people witnessing it, for everyone involved. It was so bizarre (though I was secretly glad to witness it as everyone on here always shares bizarre stories from people in public and I always feel left out I'd never seen anything before)

the patients asking for a cup of tea whilst everyone’s busy doing CPR is shockingly common.

years back I once intervened because a youngish man (30s) was having an almighty go at the nurse. Her crime? We had food trolleys and dished up patients meals on the ward. He had already been served and wanted seconds. She’d explained that if there was any left she’d bring him a second helping. He was accusing her of starving him. When I was unsympathetic to his plight, he self discharged. He got an absolute bollocking from the consultant at his review appointment.

I was trying some dresses on in a shop changing room. Someone was in the changing room next to me. She phoned somebody. I don't know who, presumably partner or parent. She didn't even say hello to them and launched into saying, "I'm trying this dress on and I want it. You'll have to buy it for me." I think person on the other end must have said no because she then snapped, "Well I'm having this dress so either you buy it for me or I'll have to go into my overdraft and it'll be all your fault!!"

have you never come across an angry typer? It was much easier in the days of actual typewriters but the glory days were when typewriters were mechanical (yes i am that old) you could hit the carriage return and make the whole building shake.

That sounds more like a meltdown. Totally different to a tantrum the person loses control of they're own actions. They came specifically expecting to buy one item but it wasn't available. They're brain can't cope with the information so they let all they're emotions out and drop to the floor. Maybe they don't have online access so not so easy to shop online for the item.

Well, it's not impossible, given that most adults, even the obnoxious do-you-know-who-I-am types, usually have more self-control than to jump up and down in the aisle and then sit down.

But my own first thought was alcohol!

I was teaching in a primary school on a 12 month contract, new head had a "new broom" attitude and removed me from my class (which I found out from a letter sent out to class parents!), made me job share a class but omitted my name from website, instructed me to run catch up classes for small groups (task usually assigned to a teaching assistant). I was instructed to sit outside the job share class for parents evening and not soeak to parents! When I was so depressed with the horrible situation I went off sick - head berated me to County, County advised Union, Union asked what back up I wanted, I said don't worry about it, I'm not going back! Head actually rang me about return to work, I said "REALLY??"

I would take photos and save them on my phone so the next time he starts ranting…”but isn’t this you eating a chippy Uncle Nick?”

I work in retail & still can’t believe how rude & entitled some customers are ( luckily I rarely get them on my till & am eternally grateful I don’t work on Customer Services!) There was an altercation in the queue for my till the other day. Turned out a couple had refused to let a guy with 3 packets of prawns go ahead of them. He started kicking off, saying he had to cook the prawns next door. The couple only had 3 little jars & calmly told the guy that they would only be a minute. The guy called the man an f…in dickhead. After the couple had gone, he was still kicking off & said “ F….in knob” which I ignored. Then he asked me who the man was & was he a tourist?! Like I would know!

If only she realised that these actually taste much nicer like that!

Exactly. Many of the examples on here are people behaving badly to their family, which while often reprehensible is fairly normal . The behaviour described in the op is definitely not within the bounds of normal bad behaviour in public.

Bad behaviour in public can involve people getting angry and aggressive and losing a sense of proportion but sitting on the floor like that in response to not being able to buy something they want is definitely something that would make me consider the person is not neurological

A day or two after first lockdown started, I was walking home from the supermarket and a woman sped past me up to the gates of an historical tourist attraction, practically did a handbrake turn, brakes squealing and everything. No one appeared to let her in (obviously) so she leaned on her horn.

A security guard came out and told her the attraction was closed. She argued loudly from behind the wheel, continued leaning on her horn, then screamed at him (no words came out, just a wail) and wound the window up and turned the radio up loudly.

3 or 4 police cars turned up. Lots of shouting and screaming from her (actual screaming, not the MN 'she screamed at me' ). Police didn't really know what to do as she refused to move and kept closing her windows and turning her radio up full blast.

In the end they handed her a fine which she tore into tiny pieces and threw out the sunroof like confetti.

I have never seen anything like it, but it was a very strange time and I would assume her MH wasn't the best at that point.

lly typical

Sorry posted too soon

Me.

In an argument with an ex I went to storm off along a wet grassy verge, slipped in some mud and fell into it face first. I then proceeded to thump my hands and feet on the floor and scream in rage like a toddler thus covering myself even more in mud.

We were right outside his mums house, I was around 19. It was definitely hormonal but still mortifying to look back on!

I don't know that this was the MOST extreme, but I'll always remember one of the big-shots (at least in his own estimation) at work, who was always extremely possessive about his office and all that it contained, and definitely wouldn't have wanted anyone in there unsupervised. One of my friends was working for him; had a meeting with him in his office, and said something that he didn't like. He exploded verbally at her, and then stormed out of the room, apparently forgetting that he was thus leaving his office unattended, giving an underling, who had reason to be annoyed with him, unimpeded access to all that was there! In fact, she just walked out herself, but it was somewhat startling behaviour.

The old dude having a strop at me in the library cos I'd put my bag on the table. I was minding my own business, listening to music (with headphones on!) and writing and completely in my own world. He comes along, starts ranting about it, tries to push my bag off the table, calls me a selfish teenager (I was in my late 20s!) and when I won't back down says he doesn't want to talk to me anymore! I told him he started it! He then proceeds to sit at the other end of the table from me (it's a big 8 seat table) and takes up as much room as I was with his newspaper and sandwiches.

After he'd gone another woman sat down and was sorting out some paperwork, and I was thinking I'd wonder if he'd have had a go at her. She was using about half the table, but not being a loon didn't say anything, as I think she was perfectly within her rights to do that!

It did upset me, but I was pleased I didn't back down! Before anyone starts with him having issues I'm Autistic and have suffered from poor mental health (I was when this happened) and I'd never do anything like that!

I've told this one before, but I had a massive crying fit one Christmas. I do all of the planning, shopping, wrapping, cards etc for Christmas, and as part of that, I plan the meals for the week. Christmas Day was roast goose and all the trimmings. Boxing Day was cold roast gammon, baked potatoes and coleslaw, and the next day was left over roast goose, shredded, and cooked in honey, five spice and soy sauce - but when I went to the fridge to get the left over goose to shred it, half of it was missing.

Ds2 owned up to having eaten the cold goose in a sandwich at lunchtime, and I completely lost the plot. I think it was the culmination of all the work and stress I'd put myself through, in the run up to Christmas - but I shouted, cried, and snotted everywhere, until dh took me off to the front room, and gave me a very large sherry to calm me down! He then went off and made a lovely meal of cold goose, cold gammon and salad - because, of course the house was full of food - I just couldn't cope, right then, with the Plan having changed.

It gets mentioned every year, now. Someone - usually ds2 - will 'innocently' suggest they have a cold roast goose sandwich for lunch.

Another one - when ds3 was only a few days old, I was asleep when the midwife came to visit, so she and dh decided they wouldn't wake me up, and she left. When I woke up and he told me this, I burst into tears - and I still have no real idea why! There wasn't anything worrying me, or anything I needed to talk to her about - everything was going just fine - I can only assume it was the 5 day blues. Poor dh was completely baffled by my reaction.

I'm thinking this was her reaction / protest to learning about Dominic Cummings' drive to Barnard Castle to test his eyesight when he broke lockdown? 😆

I'm sorry that you didn't understand my post. I don't think I can explain it in any simpler terms.

And the award for “most immature behaviour on a thread about immature behaviour goes to @hotdiggetydog ”

Very fitting 😂

Argue all you want and throw in Latin but you'll always have the material disadvantage of being wrong.

Perhaps some of these examples will help you to understand how the word is used IN ENGLISH. Since you seem to struggle with the concept that words can be incorporated into, and adapted from, other languages, and that they then become words that behave, grammatically, like words in the 'new' language.

If you can read, you will note the repeated use of 'paninis' as a plural, and 'a panini' as a singular, in all of these examples. You know, it would have just been easier if you hadn't tried to 'correct' someone whose English was better than yours in the first place.

caffenero.com/uk/food/panini-sandwiches/

www.thepaninibrothers.co.uk/downloads/panini_brothers_coffee_shop_menu_may2022_page2.pdf

www.starbucks.co.uk/menu/product/ITEM-11139079

www.kellogg.ox.ac.uk/wp-content/uploads/2022/06/Sandwich-Panini-Menu.pdf

www.delish.com/cooking/g3251/panini-recipes/

foursquare.com/top-places/london/best-places-paninis

Why not try reading just the first few links that I've posted for you?

I'm sorry that you don't yet grasp the concept that words that are adopted into a new language take on the grammatical rules of that language. Nor the concept that language evolves in usage.

Just try reading a few links. You might even learn something. You might even apologise to the original poster for your sadly misguided attempt to be patronising and correct her.

My Mum and I arranged to meet my Aunt at a craft place with small cafe attached. Aunt said she would be delayed as she had to take a neighbour to hospital and 'there is no one else in the village to do so'. Aunt arrived extremely late by which time Mum and I had walked around the craft place several times and settled down with tea and a slice of cake each. Aunt was puce with rage at the audacity of us doing this, should have waited for her apparently. Went and ordered herself tea and cake which was brought to the table. The woman delivering the order told Aunt how much her bill was whereupon all hell broke loose. How dare you ask me for money, do you think I'm going to walk out without paying, etc. A full blown screaming tantrum followed so Mum and I went off for yet another walk round, bought various bits of craft rubbish and returned 30 minutes later to find Aunt still in full cry. We slunk out with Aunt giving everyone in sight the evil eye and us muttering sorry to staff as we passed them. Aunt considered she was in charge of all things village. On another occasion she and Mum were driving somewhere and met another villager out for a stroll. Aunt stops and says do they need a lift anywhere. No all fine, out enjoying a walk. Full blown tantrum because the villager had 'snubbed her'.

Mum's 90th birthday party, guests all sent an invite with clear date, location and time of the party on it. One guest rings me repeatedly with questions, what time was the party, where, what date. Day of the party all was going smoothly, speeches made, cake cut, food and drink enjoyed. As things were drawing to a close the friend and her daughter arrived and yelled at me saying I had told her the wrong time and venue. Demanded food and drink and had a strop when she was told no nothing left. There was some cake left so she was given a large slice of that whilst her daughter wandered around the room drinking the dregs from people's wine glasses.

I had a female boss who would do the whole talk to the hand routine as I walked into the office some mornings. I used to just say good morning and get on with my work which was fine. She used to have stamping, screaming tantrums if things didn't go her way. She got away with it because her partner had been friends with the person who set up the company. I was working part time and on one occasion she waited for me to go home then deleted half the company database and blamed me the following day. Strangely she was able to get the data back within minutes when this was questioned. She was frightened apparently that I was after her job.

My ex’s sister who cried and locked herself in her bedroom on Christmas Day because my ex had got their parents a better present than her … everyone else was behaving like it was a totally sane reaction, whereas I was frowned at for laughing at the whole thing.

That would be my dh.

I always tell him to work out which coffee most clearly resembles the white instant he likes, goodness knows there's enough info online. But, no, he insists on being his dad doing his Grumpy Old Man act.