Chuck E. Cheese's might be the most ubiquitous childhood experience in America. I, like all middle class kids of reputable upbringing, used to love nothing more than a trip to Chuck E. Cheese.
And that's why it pains me to see it devolve into a dystopian pizza-fueled hellscape lorded over by a man in a giant rat costume.
WON'T SOMEBODY THINK OF THE KIDS?
From Jen Steer of Cleveland's Fox8.com:
Just after 7 p.m., group of customers at the Ridgewood Drive location became upset about a machine that wasn’t working. Police Sgt. Kevin Riley said that’s when they attacked the Chuck E. Cheese workers, chasing them into the kitchen and beating them.
Employees called 911, saying two other workers were covered in blood.
“I saw several people fighting and punching,” one worker told 911 dispatchers. “A customer was assaulting my managers.”
I don't care if I were trained in a bevy of mixed martial arts. I am not, under any circumstances, throwing hands with a man (or woman) willing to fight within the holy confines of a Chuck E. Cheese. Anybody willing to do that is an unconscionable monster who deserves segregation from society.