40 Times Terrible Parents Revealed Their True Ugly Colors To The Public

Was at a stockshow. Kid with a sheep in the ring with her dad on the other side of the fence telling her she was showing like s**t and berating her for not being able to perform how he'd like her to.

She was sobbing in tears in front of about 500 people just in the building AND the show was being live streamed all over the country. I tried to help her from across the ring but she was too distracted by her piece of s**t dad.

Outside of a gas station a mother was pushing her toddler in a stroller while smoking a cigarette. The child started crying and she blew the smoke into the child's face and said "shut up" then I started crying too.

My first teaching job, I had a fifth grader who was THE WOOOOORST (Jean-Ralphio voice). He would literally just stand up in the middle of class, laugh like a madman, and run out of my classroom. He also did a few things in the bathroom that no sane child would ever do, mostly involving feces.

I was new, so I asked around to see if this kid had a history of bad behavior. All of his previous teachers said he was actually one of the better-behaved kids, and he was pretty smart. No previous history of this kind of attitude or behavior whatsoever. They were baffled.

We (and by "we" I mean "all the fifth grade teachers and the principal") met with his parents 4 times in two months, trying to determine the cause of all of this. In the first three meetings, his parents were cooperative, but seemed a little slow. They couldn't think of any reason why little Jamal (we'll call him Jamal) would act in such a way.

In the fourth meeting, I said "listen, kids don't just flip a switch like this. Jamal has ZERO history of disciplinary problems until this year. Can you think of ANYTHING that happened between 4th and 5th grade that might affect his psychological makeup?"

They said "Oh! Jamal's uncle was found shot dead in our home this summer. Jamal was the one who discovered his body."

Something that could have been brought to my attention YESTERDAY!!!

I had a parent of a kindergartner tell me, in all seriousness, that she was told by their church prophet that my student was sent to lead the world into salvation. Her little girl was the second coming of Christ.

Gee, no pressure. "Here, teach the Christ-child to read." Plus, she was one of the *meanest* children I ever taught.

I was on a train home - a mother was sitting with her son (maybe 6-7 years old) at the front of a nearly full, silent car. He had peed his pants. For 45 minutes, we all had to witness her BERATING this kid, and doing it very loudly, saying s**t like "This is why I don't like to take anywhere with me....you're an embarrassment to me...everyone here knows what you did"...yadda yadda yadda. Poor kid was crying, she was yelling like this for the whole ride. I felt so bad for him. A man sitting near the back of the car spoke up, said something like "Ma'am, please stop yelling at him, you are making us all very uncomfortable." She grabbed the kid's arm and stormed off at the next stop.

I work in pharmacy, and we regularly sell packs of syringes without prescriptions to people claiming to need them for a sick pet/relative/etc. Regardless of whether that's true or they're using them to shoot up d***s our policy is to sell them for the sake of harm reduction, because we'd rather addicts use clean needles than reuse dirty ones and spread diseases.

We had a lady who used to always come in with her two adorable little girls to buy syringes for their "diabetic dog." At first she was believable. She had her s**t together and her kids seemed well taken care of, but after awhile it became obvious she was actually using and her a*******n was getting bad. Her kids were obviously dirty, the older one who was maybe 6 years old went from happy and talkative to withdrawn and sad-looking, and the mom eventually stopped trying to cover up her open sores and track marks. I approached my boss with my concerns (as a mother myself I really did not feel comfortable selling to her with her kids right there), and he basically told me to either suck it up or have one of the other techs on duty sell to her, because it's corporate policy and a $3 pack of syringes is apparently still an "important profit" for the company. The last time I saw her come in she had open sores on her face and track marks up both arms, the older kid had on a filthy stained dress and her hair was an unkempt rat's nest, and the baby had a bad rash on her arms and face and her shoes were obviously too small and held on with duct tape.

I really wish I'd gotten her address off of her ID so I could make an anonymous call and report her to CPS so she could get some sort of help or at least have the kids placed somewhere safe where they don't have to watch their mom shoot up.

Some a*****e father showed up to my work and put his 2yr old son in a cart. He pushed this kid around for like 15min or so and the whole time the kid was screaming and yelling and throwing fits. Typical 2yr old s**t... until this guy finally had it and decided to twist the cart super fast. I was horrified as his son fell out of the cart and landed directly on his head.

The kid's head made this loud crack on impact but suddenly STOPPED CRYING. A minute later the kid freaked out completely screaming with everything he had.

I had the floor manager call 911 immediately and told the man not to move his son. An offduty firefighter ran over and started first aid.

When I told everyone what I had witnessed, many of the staff working that day became teary eyed thinking this kid has to live with such an evil b*****d of a father.

When the paramedics came, I pulled one of them aside and gave my statement, letting them know that they needed to call CPS (this was in Ontario).

The father looked like he felt like s**t but he also looked more worried about getting in trouble than the fate of his son.

That night I sat down to a scotch and wept a little for that poor toddler and it f****n hit home pretty hard.

Never saw that guy again. Never heard what happened, if anything. I mean we hope that justice will prevail but all you can do is make your statement and trust that something was done.

My father once had a parent pull a gun on him during a parent teacher conference. Eventually they got him to calm down and put it away.

Probably a father verbally berating his son (around 11-12) about asking for something. Like he would not let up about how this kid was such a selfish little b*****d (his words) this kid was trailing behind him obviously humiliated, crying while the dad just kept up telling him how awful he was. Felt bad for the kid. A few people stopped him and told him to let up and he just got all 'don't tell me how to talk to my kid' and stormed out. It was at a kohls in the mall so nobody could get the information on him. It was just really sad.

Was in a fairly nice restaurant with an adults only bar/patio in the back (on a canal). We were the only adults eating in the front part of the restaurant. Bar/patio really rolling. Thirtyish couple walks in with two girls, ages 10 and 12. They get a table for four near us. Server comes in and parents say, "Here's $10. Watch our kids while we go to the bar." They then leave the girls and go to the bar. Waiter pockets the $10 and continues his job. Kids start running all over the place and run outside onto the street. We get our food and are eating. Kids are out on the street in front of the restaurant playing. Father come back from the bar and can't find the girls. We tell him they are outside. Father starts yelling at us for letting them go outside??? WTF? Then he screams for the server he tipped and the manager. Demands the manager fire the server. We are still sitting there, totally blown away. Pay our check and as we are leaving, guy is screaming at everyone...kids, server, manager, us.

I'm a lifeguard so there are a lot of rules I have to follow to actually keep my job. This little boy cut his foot on a seashell and only required a bandaid so I patched him up and went on with my day. 5 minutes later his mother comes over literally dragging the kid through the sand and cursed me out for putting a bandaid on him without telling her, proceeded to call my boss and curse him out as well.

TLDR: mom's a psycho.

My friend saw a mother sitting on their child as punishment (He didn't know for what). It was a young child, and she was pretty overweight as well. Strange things happen on public buses.

My wife is the principal of an expensive Chinese daycare. Like, really expensive. Every parent drives a BMW or better.

A three-year old once ran away from the group during a field trip. The teacher, an incredibly mild woman, caught the kid and asked him if he thought what he did was good or bad. She didn't hit him, she didn't even criticize him or make him go in time out -- she just asked him if he thought it was a good thing to do.

The mother *freaked out*. Not because her child nearly went missing - she was furious that any type of discipline whatsoever was administered. My wife was on the phone with her until 2:00 AM while this woman screamed, "She has no right to tell my child what to do! Who does she think she is?!"

Fortunately, the woman became angry enough that she pulled her kid out a few days later. But that teacher is now so terrified to discipline her students that her class is out of control.

I worked at a school for blind and visually impaired kids.

This woman had a daughter that was blind and mentally delayed but otherwise healthy. They were referred to our school when the daughter was in her mid teens. Her mother did so much for this girl that she considered completely helpless (she was not) that her legs atrophied and she couldn't stand on her own.

We dealt with our share of nightmare parents of various stripes from the completely uninvolved to control freaks who knew every bureaucratic trick to pull to get what they wanted but this one, the one that cared so much for her daughter that she crippled her even further, is the one I think back to the most often. It was a constant battle to get her to back off and let her daughter learn to be an independent person.

I once saw a lady shout at her 3 year old for taking too long to get out of the car, then scoop him up by the waist of his pants, slam the car door, then full on battering-ram his head into the closed door.

When I worked at a grocery store, there was a regular who would come in with her 3 kids. Usually the older kids weren't bad and rarely caused a scene but the youngest (about 3-4 years old) was THE worst. Every single time she would come up to checkout the youngest would start asking for candy. She would tell him no and that he needed to eat real food first before candy was allowed. Of course, he would start wailing so loudly that the whole store could hear and she would ignore him. This would go on for about 2-3 minutes and then he would beg her for candy again. She would say no just like she did before but on this particular trip he actually started throwing things out of the cart. She smacked him on the hand and told him to stop behaving that way and then he actually hit her back. She yelled at him and told him that she would spank him if he didn't calm down and he cried some more for a few minutes. Once I was done ringing her up, I told her the total and guess what happened?

She bought the f*****g candy bar and gave it to him.

This one stupid guy, during Christmas season, was in the store with his 5 year old and they were standing next to the ornament tree (like a metal skeleton in a shape of a Christmas tree, but empty on the inside). His kid crawled under the tree and somehow ended up INSIDE the tree.

Now this tree has a green bin at the bottom because sometimes ornaments will drop if tugged too hard or mishandled, most of which are made of glass, but when it does it'll fall into this bin to avoid getting glass shards everywhere. We just have to sweep it up daily.

So this kid is like playing in this green bin with glass shards, I only noticed because the kid picked up one of our FULLY GLASS ornaments and dropped it, breaking it immediately. I rushed over to him and asked if the kid was okay. The dad, looking at his phone the whole time, glanced up towards me and then looked at his kid and mumbled, "Don't touch anything." to his kid while I got his kid out and sternly said "This is DANGEROUS. Never crawl under there, okay?" and then they walked away without so much of an apology, and while his dad was still looking at his f*****g phone. I never wanted to kick someone in the face so badly.

At a concert and saw this no more than 15 minutes ago, a dad lit up a cig and handed it to his son no older than 15.

I was on holiday a bit back there and was in this market, a child that was about 6 or 7 years old lifted a postcard and wouldn't put it down when the dad asked. Then out of the blue the dad loses his s**t and slaps the child so hard the child starts screaming immediately at the top of his lungs and falls to the ground holding his head. I genuinely felt ill and full of anger after watching it.

My wife was [a teacher] in a poor area near Chicago. I've heard a hundred horror stories, but the one I always think about is this one.

My wife's school was having a really hard time involving their parents in their kids homework. The kids on average have poor test scores, poor intelligence, low motivation, etc... common problems today. So what they tried to do was, start an after-school program where parents would come in and help their kids with their homework. Kinda defeats the purpose of "home" work, but whatever. None of the parents showed up. Not surprising I suppose.

Here's where it gets interesting... so they decided they were going to raffle off a ham at each afterschool homework event. Amazingly, parents started showing up. I would have to drive with my wife every once in a while to walmart to buy a ham, because the parents showed up for a 1 in 500 chance to win a ham. They wouldn't come in for their kids, but they'd come in for a f*****g chance at ham.

Blows my mind to this day.