Married'
s who just can't
help themselves but take their whinging offspring everywhere they
go.
Specifically: quiet pubs, cosy restaurants and a plethora of other entirely unsuitable places.
They frequently bore everyone to
death with their endless tales about their newborn(s) futile antics, but can't understand why you couldn't give a damn and not inconsequentially, saved up to come here for your anniversary/first date and would
like them to leave asap
FFS!!!
This transformation afflicts strangers (and former
friends), who subsequently become increasingly insufferable, whilst longing for the life you have & hoping to make you suffer for it any way they can.
The absolute truth is that whilst you rock the mic, they're picking sh*t from under their fingernails. Eugh! They call it natural, we know it's nasty.