I once went to one when my oldest 3 where little-my youngest was about 3/4 months-id only gone as I had pnd and needed to get out
I'd been there 20 minutes when the Queen bee mum walked over,peered into the back of the double buggy,smirked while giving her mate the side eyeball and uttered the one sentence ill never forget
'Oh,here's one that will never find a job-he'll be OK tho-he can always open his own p*ki shop'
This woman and her kids where massively overweight so I snapped back 'and when yours are older,they can be the before for weight watchers' and walked out
I saw her about a year later in hospital-her middle kid had been playing chicken (it's where you run out in front of a fast moving car in the hope the driver stops in time) and she was braying to anyone who would listen,that it wasn't her angels fault-it was all the drivers fault for,well driving,at the speed limit
She saw me and fucked off
I've never seen her again
Oh and that baby?
He's now 23 and has a glittering career of his choosing (nothing to do with retail-nothing wrong with retail-i work there myself)