You Are Being Unreasonable - 021 - In which we send fraudulent babies to baby jail

Episode Date: June 21, 2018

"I never thought I was profligate in my sausage-eating habits." We're back from honeymoon to delve into Mumsnet's AIBU board once again. This week, we eat sausage-quarters like kings, we fill our house with thousands of Mr Men books, and we fart to punctuate sentences.

Hello, driving on drugs feels better when they're prescription. All I know, the world looks beautiful, the world looks so damn beautiful. I feel fantastic, and I never felt as good as how I do right now, except for maybe when I think about I felt that day, when I felt the way that I do right now, right now. I feel fantastic, and I never felt as good as how I do right now, except for maybe when I think about I felt that day, when I felt the way that I do right now.

We're back from Honeyman. We are. Another episode of European Unreasonable, a podcast about people being unreasonable on Momsnet. Yeah. Where we're away, we went all over Europe to some European countries by accident, some deliberately. Yeah, it was great. Shall we start with the Speed Round? Yep.

Speed Round. Hells just reads out thread titles from the Mumsnet, Am I Being Unreasonable for? And we've got to decide quickly if they're being reasonable or unreasonable. Yeah, no discussion. You don't get to find out the body of the thread. Am I being unreasonable to think you don't have a party at home beyond 11pm? Hmm, no. Am I being unreasonable?

Parents-in-law trying to control our baby before she's born. Yeah, yeah, you shouldn't control people any time. Am I being unreasonable? What age can I leave my children in the car while I shop? No, yeah, yeah, you're being wildly unreasonable. There's no good age. Am I being unreasonable? at this dietary request in RSVP.

Uh, yeah, sounds like. Am I being unreasonable to want four hours of Ken Bruce every day? No, because not. It's our human right. And am I being unreasonable to carry on complaining? Yeah, so I'm going to stop you. I'm going to stop any of the people on this forum. But that's how our podcast works.

Oh yeah, we need that fresh content, that fresh mum's net content. Yeah, let's do a full-length thread. Am I being unreasonable to be embarrassed by my boyfriend? Been seeing someone for around three months. He's quirky, which is fine. Well, I thought it was. He's overweight and said he wanted to get fitter, so I suggested he'd come along to my karate class.

He did, and I ended up mortified. Whenever instructor showed him something, he giggled. After three or so giggling moments, and dear boyfriend stood in weird positions and flapping his arms around like a little girl, the instructor said, what are you giggling at? Are you a girl or what? Do you have something wrong with you? Everyone was looking. D.B. started stuttering and instructor carried on with,

you know this is karate and not ballet, don't you? D.B.'s face meant bright red. I was mortified and wanted to hide. Another female instructor said, all right, it's his first day. Anyway, later on an instructor came over to me and said, where the hell did you find him? Is he one of your patience or something? I was so embarrassed. I just said, he's a neighbour. After class, I asked D.B. why he kept laughing. He replied, It was funny. I thought I looked silly. So I said he shouldn't come again as instructor will have it in for him now. He got upset and said, but I like spending time with you. So I snapped and farted and said, well, you embarrassed me. I've been going for years

and now I don't want to go back because of you. Find your own hobby. In private, we get on really well. But in private, I assume she means public, he mortifies me. He still wants to come to karate with me tonight. Am I being unreasonable to say I don't want him there? This guy needs a queer eye-style makeover. Yeah? Yeah. Get Caramot to set him down and talk about,

why are you laughing? Why are you laughing at yourself? Are you embarrassed by your body? Are you laughing? Why are you laughing, friend? And then Tan can give him new clothes and make him look better. Tan can explain a French tuck and get him a hat

because those are things that Tan does. Yeah. Get him, I don't know, stripes to, you know, slim down his figure. TAN's main advice is just Why don't you wear some clothes which fit you They'll make you look better That's good advice

Yeah Good advice I'd stop him giggling Yeah At the karate people Well you know It's tough when you're doing something That you think is embarrassing You can't help a little giggle

You don't want to get shouted out for it The instructor sounds like a real piece of work Dual instructors Well one of them sounds okay The one who's like All right leave off is his first time The one that the OP describes as A hard ass

Sounds like he's just an ass, really If someone's obviously Not finding it for them We don't highlight that No And I can't have the same problem if I did improv This podcast sort of improv adjacent Ish, yeah

And I think if I did an improv course I'd struggle not to giggle Yeah, but that's okay Giggle all the way through it No one in improv would say Did you think you came to ballet Are you a little girl? Why is the instructor and the OPE

Obsessed with Little Girl as an insult? Anyway, it's weirdly gendered. It is, isn't it? Can you read this sentence again, starting here? Yeah, I wondered why you didn't pick up on that at the time, because I think this is an important point. He got upset and said, but I like spending time with you,

so I snapped and farted and said, well, you embarrassed me, I've been going there for years, and now I don't want to go back because of you, find your own hobby. Now there's a word tucked away in there, like a little diamond. hidden away.

Yeah. After she snaps, she farts. She farts. She snaps and farts and then says that he is embarrassing her. Almost as punctuation for her little rant. I snapped and farted. Like a little exclamation mark. Yeah.

Produced at the end of the sentence. No. Well, you embarrass me. I don't know why she doesn't want to go back because of him. I don't know why she mentions the fart. Yeah, it doesn't add anything to the story. doesn't even say how the boyfriend reacts, or if he reacts. I snapped and said, well...

The fart adds nothing. Particularly in a post about someone doing stuff that is weird and not understanding how to interact. The fact that she's then come on the internet and randomly told us when she farsed. Maybe she'd been more forthcoming with this information before if I explained some of his giggling. Yeah, maybe the whole way through.

Hey ya! Haya! Yeah. While she's doing her judo chops, it's farting away. Also, oh, does you think you come to ballet? Ballet's hard. Ballet is hard work. It's serious. Yeah, it does in your feet. Yeah, so this instructor, maybe he should try going to ballet, see how he likes it,

maybe he'd be the one giggling. I don't think anyone should be giggling around this man ever, because he sounds terrible. The instructor, that is, not the boyfriend. It doesn't sound like she likes this man at all. It does sound like he needs to find his own hobby. Oh, yeah, yeah. Because they can spend time together that's not doing this. But should they be spending any time together?

She does say really early on. We get on well, he's quirky, which is fine. Well, I thought it was. Even tagging on which is fine, sounds like she doesn't really mean it. Which is fine. It's nice to get to that stage in a relationship where you're comfortable farting in front of the other person now. Especially if you do it as a reprimand.

Imagine being that comfortable and also having that level of control over when you fart. You said you'd be back up. earlier. Yeah. Oh, makes me laugh. Well, I'm sorry, you've farted. You must be angry. Yeah, I just don't understand why she mentions that.

I don't understand why she's with this man. She does say, after her original post, sorry for typos on a phone and it's on its way out, I think. I snapped and exclaimed. That's not like farted. No. What could autocrate? Shouted.

I've done. Started. And started to do what? I don't know. Darted. Anyway, spoilers, she does come back and people, for the first four pages of the thread, people are just saying, snapped and farted. People aren't focused on the content, the content of the post.

Anyway, she comes back and just says, oh, I've got IBS, as if that explains it, but it doesn't explain why she mentioned it. It's fine. But back to the point she's originally trying to make, I mean, is she being unreasonable to tell the boyfriend that she doesn't want him at karate? No. Yeah, they need to either find different hobbies, I admit that they don't have enough in common and break up.

Yeah, I don't think it sounds like a good relationship. No. Since this farting seems to be caused by stress, I imagine their breakup will be very tutor. Yes. Let's move on. Am I being unreasonable to think these belong to me now? Ten years ago, I moved into my house.

My mother decided to declutter and moved all of the children's books from her home to mine. We're talking thousands. was a bit of a paying TBH as they were dumped in boxes but actually a lot of lovely books so we got a massive bookcase and kids love them anyway she's now decided she wants certain ones back in drive and drabs for other grandchildren and when she pops round she's there trying to sneakily take books

some are now also worth a lot and she's asked for specific ones back she told me at the time she no longer wanted them and now it's looking like we're a book storage facility Do I tell her to get lost, that they're my DCs now? I mean, it depends, doesn't it? It depends on the initial handing over of the books. If she'd said, these are yours now, for your children. That's a pretty binding verbal contract.

Well, she does say, she said at the time she no longer wanted them. Yeah, in that case, the mother didn't have a leg to stand on, legally. But then she does go on to say, do I tell her to get lost? And it seems a bit much to say to your mum, get lost. Yeah. Oh, I see you there. Povering books. Get lost. This is my copy of The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis.

Get your own. The bit where she mentions that some of these books are worth a lot now makes me feel a bit uneasy about the whole thing. Like, if she's saying they're worth a lot, does she mean that they're her DC's books, or does she mean I want to flog them? Yeah, it sounds like monetary. Yeah.

Not like emotional value. Yeah, I feel like she's really weakened her case by mentioning that. It's nice to move in somewhere and have a ready-made library. Like people like having a room that is a library That's a standard of quality in class That's true, but if that library is... It's full of board books

Literally thousands She says thousands And they're just dumped in boxes Literally thousands of Mr Men books Imagine going to someone's house They've moved in, they're like, let me give you the tour And they go to open the door And they're like, and this is the library

And you're expecting like leather chairs And mahogany bookcases And you're just fooling over all of these biff and chip books. It's got the leather chairs and the mahoggy suitcases, but it's all Mr. Men, and little miss. So people on the thread are suggesting that she should invoice her mother for storage fees. No, that's unreasonable. Come on. This is family. Yeah, and there's quite a lot of people suggesting that, why don't you tell her to bug her off,

why don't you tell her to sod off, which makes her saying get lost seem really rather kind. Yeah. Is this how people speak to their family? I can't speak like that to your parents. You need to honour your father and your mother. So just don't be gratuitously rude. Just say no. No, you gave them to me. They've left them here for ten years and the kids really love these books. So you can't take them with you. You don't need to say, oh, bugger off mum! Pissing thief! Here's an invoice for storage, you cock.

Everyone on mum's net always makes out that they're so confrontational. Do people really exist like this? I think I still have books at my parents' house Well, don't try to ask for them Because they'll tell you to sod off And I never told them they were theirs That's my copy of a lot of the rings Do you think they're still there? Do you think your parents have quietly got rid of them?

I think they might have quietly got rid of them piece by piece Yeah, because I know that they've mentioned books to you before And said, oh, we've got this at home, do you want it With the implication being if you don't say yes right now, it's going Oh no, our books are quite full already Yeah, we don't need hundreds of Mr Men books No, we need to move somewhere big To accommodate all the misdemean books?

I don't want thousands of children's books, sigh. I think the Mr Man books are in the attic. At your parents' house? Yeah. Well, how many years has it been since you lived there? You can't try and claim ownership of those. If we move somewhere bigger and you feel like there's not enough books on display, you can't just go around there and start hoarding all the books back.

Yeah, because nothing looks better at a dinner party. My friend's admiring my collection of Mr. Men books over a brand. That really annoying John Walter's quote that we always see. everywhere. No books, no fuck. What if you go and the only books are Mr. Ben Books? Do you fuck that person? Ah, this one of my favourites. Mr. Bump.

Ooh la la. Mr. Tickle? Very seductive. Do I make you Mr. Dizzy? No, I don't like this. Everyone's on the O.P.'s side, but they're getting increasingly agro about how she should communicate this to her

mum, and I really think she should just say they've been here for 10 years and the kids love them and if there are some that you know the OPEs, nieces or nephews or whoever would like to read they should probably come to some agreement where they can read those books because it seems weird to withhold books from your relatives but it doesn't mean that the mother can come in

and just like sneak one into her handbag every time she comes round which is what I'm picturing No, that's no way to treat books she should open a lending library Is it really a library if it's just a bookshelf in someone's home? Totally Yeah? Most deaf.

Oh, controversial. A library is any shelf of books. I see. Whether it's in a phone booth or a shitty little box by the side of the road. It's all libraries. Okay. I don't know how many of our listeners will have the context on this, but Simon's a librarian and none of these things are libraries.

Let's move on. Am I being unreasonable? To be annoyed at eating sausages for lunch. I buy sausages and divide them into four, since our DC are older, and in and out are not sure if they'll be home. So I defrost for whoever is home for an evening meal. D.H announces, he will have a sausage sandwich for lunch, or a couple of sausages for breakfast, like a bloody king! Am I being unreasonable to restrict this reckless behaviour? Point of order.

Yeah? Does she divide individual sausages into four, or does she divide the pack of sausages into four? Well, based on the way that she's phrased it, it sounds like she's there cutting all the sausages into quarters and then freezing little lumps of sausage. Who wants sausage quarters and chips for dinner? Yeah, she says the DC are older, but then they have to eat little quarters of sausage. I want little quarters of sausage, full sausages. Full sausages now.

What does she think the king is? Yeah, the king of the sausages. If the sausages need to be defrosted anyway, this sausage sandwich isn't happening. because he doesn't sound like the most planning ahead kind of man he's just announcing sausage sandwich well they're in the freezer you can't, they need to be defrosted for an hour

more than that probably yeah if you say someone announces something it sounds very much like they're just doing it there and then yeah if he's... If he'd planned ahead he would have said can you pick me up some sausages for my sausage sandwich on Tuesday lunchtime but if she's saying she's not sure if they'll be home

how does she know when to frost them Hmm, maybe they're just out, so he's like, ooh, sausage quarters. However, you know, a sausage sandwich isn't a great indulgence. It's not like a bloody king. Yeah. It's not much to ask. It's really not, is it? A sausage sandwich for lunch seems perfectly reasonable.

Yeah, when you have sausages in. Yeah, just have them. Yeah, unless it deprives the children. But she doesn't know if they're in or out. It's nonsense. I don't understand. This bit about freezing them is where I'm confused. Defrosting them, de-frosting them, and then re-frosting them if the children don't come home?

Well, you can't re-free things. No, that's terrible. So, the thread? He must be eating leftover sausages all the time. I wonder he's got leaves to a certain lifestyle. Yeah, he probably feels like he has to have sausages for breakfast, otherwise they're going to go to waste. He's probably sick of it. I bet he's on whatever the dad's equivalent is, like, oh, my bloody wife keeps defrosting sausages and then leaving them out.

so I have to keep having them for breakfast. Dad's net, all that weird bodybuilding form that's weirdly popular. Yeah. I bet bodybuilders are all about having sausages for breakfast. A bit of protein. So on the thread, people have picked up on dividing the sausages into four. Like, they have no idea what's going on. The thread is just, you divide a sausage into four?

Really weird. Dividing into four, people don't understand at all. And then, yeah, the OPE comes back and says, Sorry, divide the pack into four. Ha, so let's say eight sausages to a pack, that's dividing it into two sausages per person. Yeah, rather than little bits of sausage. Yeah. I really preferred the idea that her freezer is just full of endless boxes of little bits of sausage.

Oh, that'd be nice. I like a little bit of sausage. I like the tiny sausages from the beans and sausage tins. Yeah. You know, you get Heinz beans and sausage. I like those little sausages. You don't like beans, though, do you? I do not like beans. No. I want someone to pick out the sausages for me. You can get just little tins of little sausages. Wow, like a king. Like a king, like a bloody king.

This is one of those things that I never that I could just buy now I'm an adult, like anchovies. Yeah, exactly. I don't realize I can buy anchovies. They're part of my regular shop now. The thread is really split down the middle. So there are some people, there are quite a lot of people saying I really don't understand the problem with having sausages for lunch or breakfast

and some people even saying sausages aren't a dinner thing unless it's with mash and gravy and cabbage. I sometimes have sausage and chips with some gravy when you're letting in no only with mash and gravy and cabbage very English isn't it

but then mum sounds full of boring middle Englanders but then the other side of this is there are people who think that you should be treating your adult partner like a baby there are people saying well just tell him tell him he's not to eat them

imagine if I came home and I started defying stuff up and then saying to you're not What's to eat these? Like, that's not how you speak to your partner who's an adult. You just hide it in the veg box if you don't want me to eat it. Exactly, I know you'll never see it there. Someone else is saying buy more sausages, but then back to the people who think you should just treat your partner like a child. Someone else is saying, well, surely if he has his sausages at breakfast, just tell him he has to eat something else when the rest of you are having your sausages at dinner time.

Yeah, you can't have double sausages. I would assume if he has sausages for lunch Then he's not going to have sausages for dinner Purely because A, there are no more sausages And B, because that's too many sausages in a day Well, but the thing is, just think There's a lot of people on mums They really police what their partners eat

And really treat their partners like babies Also, this thread was posted yesterday Which was Father's Day And someone has said, oh come on, it's Father's Day Let them have a sausage sandwich Oh my word I'm having sausages for lunch as part of a fry.

Never thought of myself as particularly profligate in my sausage eating habits. You are. The phrase profligur in my sausage eating habits is so mumsnet. That's the title of the episode right there.

Prophligate in my sausage eating habits. Nailed it, found it. There we go. Let's just see if anything else from the thread, no. While we're on honeymoon, I saw a list of the greatest forum threads ever made.

Like the greatest hits. Yeah. I think we should go through that at some point because there's some classics, classic freds. Yeah, from Mumsnet or from other places. Other places, all over the internet. Like Reddit, the bodybuilding forum, Mum's Net, the infamous penis beaker thread.

Oh, everyone knows about the penis beaker thread. Let's just end with this one. You're only being unreasonable if you were planning to cook them for dinner tonight and have nothing else in. And someone said, if that's the case, what was he allowed to eat for lunch? which I think is a very good point

if there's nothing else in and he has to have lunch then you've cocked up because you've only got enough food into last until lunchtime and it shouldn't be solely your responsibility but if you've appointed yourself the arbiter of sausage then it is on you yeah let's have one last thread and by being unreasonable

Morrisons refused to let D.D. pretend to pay for the shopping because my shopping included a bottle of wine often popped my local Morisons for small top-up shops. Pops there this morning to buy a few bits, including a bottle of wine. D.D., age three, likes to help meet the self-service checkout, scanning the shopping, and then at the end I lift her up and she uses my debit card to make the contactless payment, or puts the coins in, etc. Today, as I was about to lift Didi up to pay, the lady overseeing the checkouts rushed over to stop me

and said D.D. wasn't allowed to pay for the shopping. She said it wasn't allowed, as the alcohol could actually be for her. her, or the debit card could actually be hers. When I pointed out that Dee-D is only three and the debit card was mine, and it was clearly really me paying for the shopping, she said it didn't matter. Am I being unreasonable, or is this completely bonkers? I could totally understand if this had been an older teenager with me,

but it feels like there's no common sense anymore. Now that three-year-olds are going to jail, they have been committing debit card fraud on a massive scale. Well, yeah. They can't use that debit card that's not their debit card. No, it's not. They're going to jail. Baby jail.

Oh no, baby jail? Yeah, we've got to beat up another baby on the first day. Got to assert yourself. Oh. Oh, no. Poor's three-year-old. It's tough, but... Surelyly the OP is some sort of...

...on a massive scale. The OP must be an accessory to this. Yeah, she's going to go to a regular person jail. I think that's probably scarier. Adult jail, as they call it. Just jail, I think. adult jail. Okay.

Where you've got to beat up a baby on your first day. This is horrific. No! You have to beat up a baby, no. You're reading that book about Castle Capitalism. You know the horrors of jail. Yeah, but you don't beat up a baby. God.

Right. So the very first thing that she says is, oh, they wouldn't let my child pay for the shopping because it had a bottom of wine. Yeah, she answers this in the first sentence. But then her final sentence, it feels like there's no common sense anymore but it's common sense that a three-year-old isn't allowed to buy a bottle of wine

it's you that doesn't have any common sense hen a three-year-old's not a bottle to buy anything at what point are you allowed to walk into a shop and buy things uh I guess as soon as you've got money to pay for it if it's not age-restricted because of capitalism okay but let's say a four-year-old walks in yeah and buys some spaghetti hoops

comes up to the counter with some spaghetti hoops That's adorable. And a £10 note, are you going to serve that four-year-old? They're clearly on their own. They just want their spaghetti. Well, I think I'd be quite worried, and I'd try to find out why the four-year-old was alone. But ultimately, the four-year-old isn't doing anything wrong. You can't refuse service just because they're too young to shop.

There's got to be a lower limit. Why? Because, what, a three-year-old? The three-year-old wanders up to the counter with spaghetti hoops. You're not going to serve them. Spaghetti hoops aren't age restricts I don't say the problem I mean I do

Because this child's unknown Yeah but that's an issue about You know The child's welfare It's not about the child being old enough To buy spaghetti I wouldn't serve that three year old If you don't serve that three year old

That doesn't help with safeguarding the three year old At all all it does is lose you 60 pence worth of business My sense is fine What if that child is going to Not eat at all Because you wouldn't serve Piscetti hoops

How are they going to get into the Piscretti hoops? Ringpole. It's still very dangerous. It's got sharp edges. Well, okay. Maybe the four-year-old has got a parent who can't access the shop because the shop isn't wheelchair accessible, and the parent is just in the doorway, but you can't see them.

And the four-year-old is a very young carer who's gone to buy these Piscretti hoops, and you're saying no. And now a child and a disabled person are going hungry because of your judgments. I just think they should have tied a little note around the child's neck in that case. Like an evacuee, but just one that says, please let me buy Piscetti Hoops. Yeah, but hopefully they'd spell spaghetti correctly.

No, it's cuter this way. We're backwards to pee on hoops. Hoops. Let me buy these hoops. Right, I don't think there should be a lover. age limit on buying stuff. I think it's very unlike. I'm not saying there is a low limit, I'm saying. No, but you're saying there should be. No, I'm saying just practically, if a kid walks into a shop, even if they have the correct money, they wouldn't

get served. Okay. I think a little eight-year-old buying a chocolate bar with a 50p is cool and adorable. A three-year-old buying sort of honey roast ham would be weird. That would be so cute. But there's not a law again. there's no rule to say that they can't do that but alarm bells would be raised but this three year old has always been accompanied obviously the three year old can't buy wine it's wine most places operate think 25 so if that three year old was 24 and didn't have any idea on them they'd be turned away for wine so obviously your three year old cannot buy wine that's common sense what if but as the

cashier you hold your hand out yeah expecting the money the mother reaches over to the money in. Yeah. But at the last second... The three-year-old sneaks their hand in the middle and drops... Snakes their hands...

Yeah, sneaks their hands... Yeah, sneaks in and drops a 20. Well, then you throw the 20 back at the three-year-old. No. And you close your term. Baby jail for you.

Get the baby security guards. The baby security guards, security guards are babies? Or are they babies who are... Babies who are security guards. Wow. It's a baby economy. I like that she says that the lady overseeing the checkouts

rushed over. No! No! No! I don't want to see I never got a baby jail Do you think that the woman said Well the alcohol could actually be for her Or the debit card could actually be hers

Or she think this woman's embellished a bit To try and make it sound more of her Oh bloody jobs worth I think she's embellished a bit Like Why was she buying wine in the morning She said it's a top-up shop Why was she like oh I just need a few bits

It's being prepared Why if her husband wants wine for lunch all of a sudden Well then she should tell him That it was actually all quartered up And in the freezer and he's not allowed. Poured out into separate Tupperwheres. Imagine opening the freezer and it's just put Tupperware's of wine

and little bits of sausage. Some people do their meal preparations at the weekend, like big preparations and put it in the freezer. I sometimes get out of my lunches for work. Yeah, you need to do that with your drinking during the evenings as well. I'll have a little wine on Tuesday. Put that in with my Tuesday meal. No, I'm not saying, if she was doing her whole shop in the morning, fine.

But a top-up shop implies that it's just some. that she needs quite urgently. You know, like, if you're like, oh, yeah, I've just realised I haven't got any margarine. What was she doing in the morning where she was like, oh, shit bags, where's the chardonnay? To Morisons. Maybe it's cooking one.

Okay, yeah, maybe she was making a fine cocoa van for the three-year-old. Let's hear it from the thread. For all they know, you could have been an undercover shopper from trading standards or whatever. She's just doing her job. Pick your battles and all that. Good point. Undercover baby. Undercover baby.

I would watch that. That's the Food Network show we really need. Undercover Baby. We're a baby walks into a restaurant and attempts to get served. Yeah. My two-year-old D.D. also likes to do contactless payments. Who are these people who are raising kids to really enjoy doing contactless payments? I don't know.

It's tough because then they'll know. Then you can just grab your wallet and do it through the wallet. Yeah. Buy all kinds of, I don't know what kids like. But also it seems like, I know that kids like playing shops and stuff. That's why you have little toy tills at home. Don't encourage them to get really into making contactless payments for real items using a real card. You probably get like toy contactless cards nowadays.

I would imagine so. Like a little toy thing that makes a beep when you put it against a toy... Beep! Contactless machine. Yeah. We need to get these kids used to work in your retail. No, we don't because of all the... it's being automated. Oh.

We need to get these kids used to use on the self-being. service to put everything through as white onions. Sounds like you're going to adult jail. It's sad because the shop assistant would probably be bullocked by the management. The shop worker wouldn't give a toss. It's just because the rules are drummed into them. I sound like my mother, but common sense really is dead. It's not common sense to let this happen.

It's just good old British common sense. People use common sense all the time and they just mean why don't people agree with me? Oh yeah. Oh, it's the most irritating thing. How odd? I mean, of course a three-year-old doesn't get out the debit card for their own bank account and say, crack open that wine mother, I need my fix, for God's sakes. Although once had an independent use agent refuse me chewing gum, because one of my toddlers was holding it, along with his milky bar, to hand the lady.

And, you know, I might have let him have chewing gum, and he might choke. I don't shop there now. Because this lady was looking out for your child. I don't know. Unreasonable. Once I was asked for IDNAZA to buy butter knives I didn't have any and they refused to sell them to me I was 27 crying laughing emoji

You don't need to cry laughing They're not allowed to sell certain things They're age restricted Common sense dictates if you want to buy age restricted products Take your ID with you Or don't let your baby do the shopping That's common sense Oh these people are terrible

Don't let your baby do the shopping Let's do one more speed round Yep go hit me Am I being unreasonably to face customers while sipping an iced drink. No, that's just cool. Am I being unreasonable to keep a caravan in the driveway? I mean, as long as it's your driveway.

And your caravan? Yeah. Am I being unreasonable, just being told that the shower in the onsuit is electric? Okay, no, that's good. I like electric show. Am I being unreasonable to avoid church because of D.H.'s flattulants. Oh, is this that a poster from before?

She should get together with the D.H. from this, though. No, flashes are screaming in the Sistine Chapel, but farting. Am I being unreasonable to think that if you hate animals, you shouldn't move to the countryside? Uh, no. A lot of animals there. Am I being unreasonable? My sister-in-law is awful.

No, she is. We all know it. listening, everyone. Thanks for joining us on another tour of unreasonable people. If you have any Am I Being Unreasonable threads, send them to us on Twitter at YAB Unreasonable. Yeah, maybe next week we'll just do threads from Mumsnet classics. Yeah, we can do the classics. Well, for our ones that originated now by being unreasonable though, as is our policy not to start pulling threads apart from other parts of the forum. Yeah, we can't go to Reddit or places like that. No. There's only so much we can do going on Monsnet is more than enough. It is. Thanks for listening.

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