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Who is the sh*ttest parent you’ve ever met?

Last Sunday, my wife and her best friend joined me for breakfast at my favorite restaurant.

We were sitting outdoors and we noticed something that is all too common nowadays.

There was a family of 5 at the table across the way having breakfast………. “together”. 

Each family member had their faces buried in a tablet or cellphone. 

Then, my wife, her best friend, and I began talking about parenting.

And then my wife’s best friend told us a terrible story.

10 years ago, she worked the table at a casino. 

It was 10 am on a Saturday, and she was dealing cards to gentlemen. 

He then casually mentioned how he had to be home by 12 pm because it was his daughter's birthday. 

The gentleman started playing and he started losing……BIG. 

By the time it was said and done, it was 3 pm, and he had lost all his money. 

He was visibly shaken and mentioned he didn't know how he was going to pay for his daughter's soccer league now.

This man missed his daughter's birthday and blew her soccer league money all at once. 

Unfortunately, he is not the worst parent I’ve heard of, but the story got me thinking.

Horrific parenting, in my observation, is usually the result of some sort of addiction.

In the case of this story, it was a gambling addiction. 

But in other situations, it’s drugs, alcohol, etc.

I’d be interested in knowing if you’ve had the same experience.

Enjoy your Sunday!

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