I hate kids. Not children, per se. But kids. Those in the 12-16 age group, typically, who seem to think that the world exists just to please them.
I had a couple young ones .. probably 11-12-ish .. horsing around outside my house. And I tolerated it a while. but I finally had enough, and asked them to leave. They both got snippy, but finally ran off. It was only when they came back, with their older brothers or something, that I decided to call the cops. After one of the first pair started hollering 'Hey lady .. I'm in front of your house in the street!'
Uncalled for. And frankly, I don't tolerate disrespect well. So I called the cops. At which point the older two decided to talk back to me about how I didn't have to call the cops on them. That they werne't doing anything. They sat outside .. for like an hour. In the freezing cold .. and when the cop finally got there, she went to talk to them. And apparently they told her they weren't the ones causing trouble.
*sighs* The end result is they got spoken to. And the cop said she'd take a drive through the area when she was on patrol. And if the kids bothered me anymore, I should feel free to call them again.
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