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| - One time last summer on a beautiful sunny day I went with my neighbors kids biking over to Main St., Unionville to check to see if they had a favorite imported chocolate bar at a chocolate store---yes it was me and for adorable kids, ages ranging from 4 to 10. The little ones parked their tiny little banks near the gated fence at the blacksmith bistro and ran inside the chocolate store, they were inside total of only less than two minutes because they saw a mediately that they didn't have the chocolate they wanted,I stood back and watched the bikes to make sure they weren't stolen while my 10-year-olds watched the little ones inside the store and as the six-year-old girl was about to run inside the chocolate store the owner of the blacksmith bistro came outside, looked at the bikes nearby, and freaked out and took out all his frustration on this sweet little six-year-old blonde girl. He screamed at her for at least two minutes yelling at her that there was clearly a sign saying no bikes... By the way clearly there was no sign there whatsoever, he added that one week later. Therefore he was screaming at a six-year-old girl preemptively about a sign that doesn't exist yet. None of this makes sense in any social or financial way, clearly if we were biking there it means we live nearby enough that we could be customers at his shitty restaurant, and if you live in Unionville you're already financially liquid enough to afford his ridiculously over inflated prices. Instead of thinking about any of those things however he took out all his frustrations and screaming fit on a totally innocent six-year-old. By the time I got to her she had burst into tears completely understandably. I started yelling at that asshole owner, right in front of all his customers as his patio was completely crowded. Then of course, like a typical asshole sexist misogynist pig coward, he backed down and started saying yes yes of course yes thank you OK anyway have a good day- trying to usher me away. So everybody couldn't hear.. So I kept yelling to make sure that all the customers knew exactly what was wrong... They were financially supporting a restaurant that is owned by a complete asshole misogynist pig who likes screaming at six-year-old girls he doesn't know for absolutely no reason. I so miss the days that Carol vasilovsky used to own this restaurant and Ran it well. And I know from all the staff I've talk to you they all miss her too. Can you imagine working for such a jerk? He deserves all the bad karma coming to him.
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