It doesn't happen often that we encounter truly awful people when we take out our son, but today was one of them. We took him to a new water park and had our stroller parked by one of the tables that had had only half of the table occupied with belongings (no one was there). We come back and while my husband is feeding my son his milk bottle, the grandma sassily tells us to leave bec it's "their table." The mom later comes and says they've been there since 10 (this place opens at 10.30, so clearly she's lying). I asked "Did you pay money to reserve the table? Do you own the table? Show me how this is -yours-." And they couldn't say anything. How do people have no compassion and not a single friendly bone in their body. I'll never understand it.