Have you ever brought your seven-year-old son into a public women’s restroom and allowed him to crawl around on the floor?
If that were to happen, would you then let your seven-year-old son crawl into the women’s restroom stalls occupied by total strangers? If you answered “OMG NO! NEVER!!” and “OMG! NOOO! WTF?” then, same.
But unfortunately, not all parents share our philosophy and one unlucky Costco shopper recently found that out the hard way.
Sydney finishes and exits the stall.
That’s when she notices the child has also been busy splashing sink water everywhere, as well as slinging hand soap and wet paper towels all around the bathroom with wild abandon. Costco bathrooms already smell like regret and bleach. We don’t need an out-of-control kid turning it into a Slip ’N Slide.
Just then, Peeping Mom strolls out of HER stall all casual and unbothered, like her child wasn’t just reenacting Mission Impossible: Bathroom Edition while she sat there and did nothing to stop it.
Another spied-on shopper comes out of her stall just as furious as Sydney and the village came together to tell Peeping Mom that she AND her kid were out of line.
When confronted, the mother tells Sydney and the other privacy-violated woman that it was fine.
“He’s not doing anything bad,” the mother said.
He crawled into their stalls which is literally the definition of bad in a public restroom. I don’t care if he wasn’t lighting off fireworks or selling contraband gummy bears in there, you can’t just brush that off like it’s no big deal. That’s not quirky. That’s not “kids being kids.” That’s next level nightmare fuel.
The icing on the cake was when the child’s mother got in Sydney’s face while screaming “Don’t tell me how to parent my child!” to which our heroine replied, “Don’t make ME parent YOUR child!”
So no, Sydney, you weren’t wrong.
You were far too nice. Because I, personally, would’ve escorted that woman and her little bathroom bandit straight to the customer service counter and asked if Costco had a policy for refunding bad parenting.