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Hey Couple That Wheeled Your Baby To Brunch In A Crib, Thanks For Reminding Me Why I Left Brooklyn

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shutterstock_23460454__1373655657_142.196.156.251When you leave a place that you love, it’s hard not to look back with terrible homesickness. This has been happening to me a lot since I left Brooklyn. It’s easy to romanticize a place you left behind when you are not thrilled with where you’ve landed. It’s been really hard for me to remember why I was so ready to get the hell out of Brooklyn. Then I saw a story about some parents who wheeled their child – in her crib – to brunch on Fourth of July. All the memories came flooding back.

A huge chunk of Brooklyn is filled with ridiculously entitled, annoying parents who do things like this:

The workers at the Rosarita Fish Shack in Williamsburg were surprised to see a couple pushing a crib on wheels down North Seventh Street on July 4.

They were further stunned when the couple asked if they could push the crib up to one of their sidewalk cafe tables and have their child hang out in it while they ate brunch.

The link above actually has a photo of the couple, so please don’t deny yourself the opportunity to see that.

While I admit, I’ve never seen anything this bad – Brooklyn truly is becoming a place where the childless are losing patience with those of us that breed. I blame parents like this. Giant strollers blocking entire sidewalks, babies in bars, parents complaining about noisy neighbors at ridiculously early times – these are all behaviors that I witnessed as a resident of Brooklyn. I had on occasion sensed animosity from the childfree in my neighborhood – and frankly, I couldn’t blame them.

There’s a dripping sense of entitlement that comes with wheeling a huge stroller into a Brooklyn restaurant at brunch; places are small and packed with people. But wheeling a crib up to a restaurant? That takes the cake. As you can see from the photo, it’s totally cutting into the sidewalk. It’s rude. It’s obnoxious. It’s not cute.

Clearly, I’m jealous that these people can afford to raise their child there and I cannot. Maybe this is the root of all my animosity? No, I don’t think so. I don’t care about the excuses that someone may use to justify this behavior – it’s totally inconsiderate to take up this much space at any public place in a city – unless it’s a park or something. What the hell, people? Who are you? I’m dying to ask these people some questions. Does anyone know who they are? I should probably refrain from speaking to them, though. I don’t think I could stop myself from screaming,

THANKS FOR DESTROYING BROOKLYN. I HATE YOU.

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