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That actually happened to me, well, almost.

My wife and I were wandering around the State Fair and were approaching one of the automotive buildings when a bunch of rowdy teens came charging out the door we were headed for. As they shoved each other and jostled the fairgoers, one of them ran into my right hip. The resounding clank given off by my 1911 was completely drowned out by his surprised squawk. The little crowd moved on without further incident while I laughed and laughed. I kind of wished it had been his head.

I don't know about that. As hard headed as most teens are it might have put a dent in that 1911

Great story!

gigag04 wrote: It's a non-issue now, but I could not imagine for the life of me the consecutive bad parenting decisions that had to be made to arrive at kids running through the store.

It was all the store's fault. They didn't provide a place for parents to put their kids in time out. Time out solves everything.

I cannot remember the last time that I was in a store with kids and they weren't running around - or taking toys off the shelves and playing with them on the floor. In one Wal-Mart, the kids had taken a couple of two wheel bikes out the rack and were taking turns riding them up and down the isles. Whoa to the shopper who actually wanted to look at something in that area.

My brother was a blister. He drove my mother crazy in stores (Dad was in Korea). She finally bought a harness and put it on him to take him shopping. Today, she would go to jail for that. But my brother learned that you don't run around in a store and is none the worse for the experience.

I can identify with the OP. My plastic arrived right around the time when the stores were knee deep in kids and parents shopping for school supplies. I don't remember exactly what I was looking for but it was in the stationary section and I ended up in two different Wal-Marts on the same evening looking for it. I finally had to put my right hand behind my back, trying to protect my gun from a collision with one of the rambunctious urchins. There was a lot more shopper to shopper contact that I was comfortable with. One thing for sure, many of those kids have no concept of "personal space."

chasfm11 wrote:

gigag04 wrote: It's a non-issue now, but I could not imagine for the life of me the consecutive bad parenting decisions that had to be made to arrive at kids running through the store.

It was all the store's fault. They didn't provide a place for parents to put their kids in time out. Time out solves everything.

I cannot remember the last time that I was in a store with kids and they weren't running around - or taking toys off the shelves and playing with them on the floor. In one Wal-Mart, the kids had taken a couple of two wheel bikes out the rack and were taking turns riding them up and down the isles. Whoa to the shopper who actually wanted to look at something in that area.

My brother was a blister. He drove my mother crazy in stores (Dad was in Korea). She finally bought a harness and put it on him to take him shopping. Today, she would go to jail for that. But my brother learned that you don't run around in a store and is none the worse for the experience.

I can identify with the OP. My plastic arrived right around the time when the stores were knee deep in kids and parents shopping for school supplies. I don't remember exactly what I was looking for but it was in the stationary section and I ended up in two different Wal-Marts on the same evening looking for it. I finally had to put my right hand behind my back, trying to protect my gun from a collision with one of the rambunctious urchins. There was a lot more shopper to shopper contact that I was comfortable with. One thing for sure, many of those kids have no concept of "personal space."

I was sorting price signs in my store last night and a kid just walked up and took a stack of them and started to shuffle through them. I removed the stack from his possession and placed it where it had come from and slapped my hand down on it and said "That is mine and it stays there." and the kid actually stood there for a long while and scowled at me with his hands on his hips, but made no further attempt to mess them up.

An observation my wife and I have made...........

If we go into a store or restaurant in Killeen or Copperas Cove, the kids are out of control. Should we go to Lampasas or Gatesville this is not the case. Not long ago at the H.E.B. in Gatesville a little one started to make a fuss in the check-out line. The mother excused herself out of line and told the cashier that she was leaving her cart full of stuff but would be back in a few minutes. Out the door the mother and child went. Maybe it is a small town thing IDK.

I remember going to Walmart in small-town Arkansas (years ago when I was a kid) with my Aunt and cousins (her kiddos). After getting out of the car in the parking lot she produced a small belt and did what I like to call a little "pre-whipping" of her kiddos...coupled with "you're not going to ask for anything in the store, right?!?!?!?!" I never got the belt, she knew that I knew to never behave in a bad manner...however, a few times in the store her kiddos got the belt...they were pretty much under control. No running around, that is for sure.

Feral children, the bane of our society.

Rex B wrote:Feral children, the bane of our society.

Will become feral adults.

When my oldest boy was about 8 he came running up to hug me. Before I could go low left, his chest slammed into the S&W Sigma in a Kangaroo. He stepped back, looked at me and furrowed his brow. I just smiled.

He bounded away, possibly believing daddy was ripped. Or maybe never gave it a second thought. I like the first option.

You are Lucky it was caught on the store vid system..if not you could be facing criminal charges for assaulting a minor