The Starbuck Stops Here: Since When Are Breeders Not Allowed In Starbucks??

I’m starting to develop a complex.
 
I get that you free and happy people don’t want me and my annoying kids in your bars. And I’m okay with that (although helicopter mom did have a point that we breeders need alcohol by 5:30 way worse than you ballers. And since we’re back home in our jammies by eight, clearing the way for you to move in from 8-2, its not such a big deal. Anyway...)
 
So yeah--I’m willing to give you the bars.
 
But Starbucks? I protest.
 
Since when did you guys get full custody of Starbucks (or Starburst as my six-year-old calls it)?
 
It’s not right. It’s not fair. It will not stand!
 
I arrived with my angels yesterday morning (a day off of school), and the vibe at Starbucks on 7th Ave was against us. We were outnumbered 35/1, all by earnest laptop loving people giving us "the look" as they peeked over their shiny LCD screens.
 
Okay, my kids are not angels (the smaller one *might* have even been trying to incite the bigger one), but what the hell is going on at Starbucks? It was like a fucking library. I had to institute a goddamned quiet contest the instant we arrived, so worried was I over disrupting the peace.

In that raised area in the back (laptop gulch), EVERYONE had a computer perched next to their Cinammon Dolce Lattes (makes sense, you can't get any strollers up there), but even down by the tables it was like a Black Friday sale at Best Buy (save for one, lone, minority BREEDER who must have snuck in).

I thought we were going to be run out of town on a rail. Tarred and feathered. Pillaged even.
 
We need to work out a better custody arrangement. Any suggestions?