A friend of mine posted this via her MySpace account. Whenever I receive things like this, I normally hit up Snopes first to see if it’s a hoax. Didn’t find squat, so next I hit Google. Again, nothing.
If this story is true, it’s deplorable — and believable. A friend of mine has two children with Down Syndrome and I’m sorry to say that I’ve been out with her family before and have seen similar treatment received. It never ceases to amaze me that in this day and age, people can still be so freakin’ ignorant. (and in most cases, very cruel)
I don’t know who the original author is, but I hope that if this is indeed real, she will post a follow-up. Or, if anyone knows anything about the incident or the poor mother, please post!
From: Adam and Karrie
Date: Mar 24, 2007 10:48 AM
Subject: Friend needs our HELP read and repost please!!!It has come to my attention. A friend of ours (autism community) was recently treated badly in California at an Applebee’s restaurant because her child has Autism. Here is the letter that she has let me post here in hopes that we can DO SOMETHING to help her. Call the media? Something.. Bring AWARENESS to the public…SOME JUSTICE for the inhumanity that this piece of crap manager imposed on OUR FRIEND…OUR FAMILY….Please repost this and if you live in the area please contact the proper people so that something can be done!!!!!!!
Karrie
Dear Applebee’s,
I write you as a faithful patron of your chain who left the restaurant feeling discriminated and disgraced as single mother tonight. I look for Apple bees because the food is reasonable and it’s nice atmosphere. I am single parent and I have a child with autism. He is four years old and limited verbal his name is Andy. Time to time I take him to your restaurant in Fountain Valley, California and we have had a wonderful time.
Tonight I got him out of the car to choose where to eat he ran to Apple Bees with a smile on his face. This is his favorite place. He does not understand when food was passing right by him and he had nothing. When we first sat down I asked the waitress to give us something as soon as possible. 10 minutes later we got our drinks and crackers. . . .I was singing to Andy doing everything I could every time food went by he let out a short yelp. I was pulling out everything in my bag of tricks I could. Then he calm down.
The manager came to me and told me because of my child he lost business (boy I felt guilty). I felt as though my heart was being ripped into two. I try so hard with my son. I told him my son was waiting for food –chips anything. I apologized and told him my son does not speak much and has autism and I’m sorry. He came back a second time and told he was losing more business because of my son. I had to do something. All my son wanted was drinks something. He came back told me we had to leave. I’m sorry I told him. This time every one was looking at us because of the manager kept making a huge deal and coming to our table. We were yet to get our food. My heart was sinking and all my son wanted was food! I felt stepped upon like yesterday’s trash.
I had to pull my fifty pound four year old out of his favorite place in tears. This posed a tremendous safety hazard and was totally unnecessary. I feel like my heart was smashed in a million pieces. When we were out the door the manager said “I had to do I have to do and that I should not take my son out if he is not fit (How is he qualified to make this comment).†As he plopped a bag of food to go in my hand.
I take my son out to eat a lot and we have never been kicked out and disgraced like this. We ate at this restaurant a lot. He just a little kid–and if they would brought him food–or drinks–I could not get him out the door after he ran in because he was at his favorite place–I understand why he did what he did but he did not have to be cruel he could have done it differently –instead me having to pull him out in tears. I do not have much money and I try to get my son positive experiences and take him to places he enjoys I earned a gift certificate from my work and I took him there for a good time. I usually can not afford Apple Bees and I take him there as a reward he lights up so much in the restaurant.
I feel belittled and disgraced and this hurts this truly hurts. I feel like I have been ran over by a Mac truck. How can I ever take my sweet my little boy to his favorite place again let alone out to eat in public again?
A former Applebee’s patron
Mara
I’m not buying it. I doubt it’s a hoax, but I also don’t believe it happened the way this mother claims it happened. Her version is full of holes as it is.
First she claims that after 10 minutes the server brought drinks and crackers. Then later she claims that when the manager came over she told him they were still waiting for drinks and chips or something.
Sorry, but most parents of ANY small child carry snacks in their purse / diaper bag, and don’t expect to get served hot food within minutes of arrival. You want fast food? Go to MacDonald’s.
I can’t imagine ANY restaurant manager acting the way she described. If anything, most of them are cowards afraid to approach a patron under difficult circumstances.
I believe this mother is crying wolf, trying to get a free meal.
Mara
Why would my comment have been caught by filters???
Nicki
“Why would my comment have been caught by filters???”
Hrm, not sure … checking my blacklist filter now.
Nicki
re: filter … I have no idea, but I will keep an eye on it.
re: story … like I said, I’ve witnessed first hand similar treatment of my friends and their down syndrome kids. Maybe that’s why I’m willing to give it the benefit of a doubt … the writer had quite a few spelling/grammar issues. I cleaned up most of the spelling, but left everything else as-is.
I am trying to track down the original poster though.
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Mara
I’d be more interested in hearing from patrons at the Applebee’s. We’ve already heard from the mother.
Sorry, but the story sounds severally slanted, like the kind that got told about me and others when I bartended (we served food also).
Mara
severally==severely