Lullabelle
Midlands, England
I do not like to complain at the restaurant, although I sometimes see details that might be improved (service, reception, tablecloth cleaning, etc.). A couple of times it happened to eat a soup that was really too salty and I pushed it back, but without controversy or complaining, I just said it.
But there is one thing I complain. Children at the restaurant. They scream, they complain, they bother. The restaurant is not a place for children, they get bored, get tired and need to move around. When my brother and I were kids, we rarely went to the restaurant with my parents, and when it happened, we were silent and sitting at the table without disturbing others. Never. When we could not, then we could get up and go out, but without disturbing anyone Once at the cinema, my brother and I started crazy, my mom got both of us and went away. We begged her but nothing. The next time we remember it and we were in silence.
When it is no it is no. Ok explain why, but anyhow it does not.
As a child we rarely went to restaurants. Too expensive for a family with 7 children. The few times we did go to a restaurant it was either cafeteria or buffet style. We never DREAMED of acting out.
My two sisters and my brother took their daughters out with them from infancy. They never "acted out" in public. Two of the girls now have children of their own. The eldest has two year old, boy, girl twins. The other has a 7 month old boy. Their parents take them everywhere. You would think that the twins would wreck havoc. Not the case. They behave like a little lady and gentleman. They know when it is OK to run around, make noise and be a typical two year old and when it is not OK.
I agree that yes young children can get bored but I have seen parents ignore their kids because they are too busy socialising with their mates, then moan about their kids being out of control and roll their eyes expecting sympathy completely ignorant to the fact that they are to blame for their child's behaviour. I have a colleague who repeatedly complains about hers and I really have to bite my tongue and stop myself from pointing out that she is responsible.
Us 3 knew the score when we were out with our parents, we were smacked-lesson learned.