Mom-fluencers are objectively the worst. Half the time, they're the type of parents that film their child's tantrums to teach their 20,000 followers how to manage meltdowns, but in real life they're forgetting to give their kid any genuine attention, they're late to pick them up from school because they were live-streaming at Target, and they're the parent that would rather get those likes instead of putting a bandaid on their kiddo's scraped knee.

'If you have a problem with my kid, come to me!' says the woman who left her kid unsupervised.

The answer is yes. This feels like one of those interaction that feels like it should have a record scratch moment. One of those brief slices in time where everything stops, you look down at the children who you've made cry for no reason other than your own convenience, and you should wonder to yourself, “how did I get here?” That's something a normal person would think. But not this entitled parent