(sigh)Doggone it.
I had lunch with a friend yesterday and was "sandwiched" between two families with screaming, pooping, writhing babies! I've written about this before on this blog, and it seems to get worse and worse, I swear. Of course, the mother behind me in the booth eventually held the child, which made his screams and antics no more than 8 inches from the rear of my head. It never ceases to amaze me how parents can be so oblivious to how their children's behavior is affecting those around them. Granted, infants know only that they're tired, wet, messy, hungry, hurting -- but the MOMS! Now THEY'RE old enough to fathom that a screaming, yelping baby can't possibly be conducive to digestion! THEY may be used to it, but I'm NOT!
Why did I go there when this has happened to me before at this very same place? Because there's virtually NOWHERE one can dine any longer without enduring this insensitivity.
I'm ready to call it quits on eating out.
(sigh)
1 comment:
On the plus side, if you never go to restaurants, you won't ever have to wear a seatbelt on the way there.
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