I'm not sure when I crossed that line, but it became a whole lot of obvious that I should be looking at walkers and orthopedic shoes sooner than expected.
Last night, as I waited for my not-so-fast-food order, some punk a$$hole decided that instead of waiting for his food by leaning or sitting in a booth that he would just plunk his butt on a table. Like legs dangling sitting on a table. With no apparent regard for the fact that people eat food from that table. I didn't understand why he felt the need to do this, or my inordinate need to point out that this was unacceptable behavior. So as I finally got my food, I just told him to get off the freakin' table because some people would like an ass-free surface to eat on.
Then, walking home with said not-so-fast-food, I saw a girl whose earrings were longer than her shorts. This seems like a mistake in proportions, only exacerbated by the butt cheeks hanging out from the "shorts". I managed to stifle my fogey comments, but not my disdain.
I guess I should just be grateful it wasn't the girl with her ass hanging out that was sitting on the table.
*sigh* Pass the Geritol.
on Pandora: "What Does Your Soul Look Like" - DJ Shadow
Saturday, August 04, 2007
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