My Soap Box Moment

Ok... so I know I already posted today but I need to vent for a minute or I think my head will EXPLODE!!! So here's my soap box moment. For all of you parents out there, when you come to a place of business (particularly a mortgage company as is my experience) and you bring your children with you, please remember: THE RECEPTIONIST IS NOT YOUR BABYSITTER AND IS NOT IN CHARGE OF WATCHING YOUR LITTLE HELLION! THE RECEPTIONIST DOES NOT GET PAID FOR THESE SERVICES AND THEREFORE IS NOT OFFERING TO PROVIDE THEM UNLESS YOUR CHILD IS WILLING AND CAPABLE OF SITTING IN A CHAIR AND COLORING QUIETLY WHILE THE WORK I AM GETTING PAID FOR GETS DONE. THE REST OF THE WORLD (as funny as it may be to you and your family) DOES NOT WANT TO HEAR YOUR CHILD SAY, "I HAVE A POOP IN MY BUTT" WHILE YOU ARE ENJOYING YOUR PLEASANT MEETING ABOUT REFINANCING. In short, if you bring your children with you, please remember: when you enter a place of business where they do not advertise "Nursery Provided" it is YOUR responsibility to keep your child from wandering the halls, opening and slamming the door, pounding on windows, getting wacked in the head, falling on the floor, yelling at the top of their lungs, and generally keeping them out of mischief. And finally, don't apologize for your child's bad behavior unless you are ready and willing to do something about it- it will fall on deaf ears. Just keep in mind for the future that the receptionist is the one that answers your phone calls and greets you (most days) with a smile as you walk through the door. If you wouldn't care to be greeted by a crabby, hormonal pregnant lady, consider yourself warned. Thank you ever so kindly... Now in all fairness, I realize that there are those days when children are just a handful and will wreak havic as you try to complete your daily tasks. I'm really not a bad person and I really don't hold any grudges against most parents. Just some...