Adult Onset Ridiculum |
With age comes wisdom, and stuff... |
Benjamin Disraeli (via black-wolves)
Fatty, carby, greasy, and delicious. Lunch of champions :)
What kind of terrible people work at the Oxford English Dictionary that they can just remove words willy-nilly?! I still own cassette tapes (not that I have anything to play them on…), and there, I just wrote the words, so they can’t be removed, they still exist! Removal just makes no sense. And makes me feel old.
The other day my boyfriend and I decided to have dinner at IHOP. It was on a whim, we were feeling spontaneous and hungry at 6pm on a Tuesday evening and thought, ‘what the hell?’ We were at first surprised at how full the parking lot was, and then horrified by the number of severely old people at the restaurant. (Are there really that many 80+ year olds still driving out there??) But then we were seated next to a family of 4. Two nice, quiet adult parents, and 2 rambunctious, noisy and obnoxious children. One of the kids had the most annoying voice I have ever had the displeasure of being forcibly subjected to. At first I thought he (maybe she?) was just speaking in a weird voice on purpose, but then I realized that it was his normal speaking voice, and immediately felt sorry for his parents. But my sympathy was short-lived when I remembered how annoyed I was having to sit near this family whilst trying to enjoy my Vive La French Toast.
Then it occurred to me, why should we have to sit near them at all? We don’t have kids, don’t look like kids, nor did we express any explicit desire to be seated at a table in the same proximity as kids, so why should we have to sit in the same section as them? When smoking was still allowed in restaurants you were given the option of smoking or non-smoking, to be able to enjoy your meal with or without carcinogens. So why not be given the option of children or non-children, to be able to enjoy your meal in an atmosphere that’s quieter and less annoying if desired? Obviously if you have children and decide to dine with them in public then the choice is made for you, but I’d rather have the choice to not be subjected to your kid’s obnoxious noises, quirks, antics, hooligans, and germs while trying to enjoy my chocolate milk and french toast.
I should note that I do intend to have kids of my own one day, but until then I reserve the right to be a selfish child-hater (well, disliker really).
So much of what he writes just makes so much sense!
How in the hell does this thing work?! Not as user friendly as I thought (hoped) it would be. Although, I guess I’m supposed to be more in tune with all this technology stuff having grown up with it (kind of). Eh, whatever, this will be my test post. Expect greater things to come!