No, this has nothing to do with Jeff Lewis from Flipping Out on Bravo.
I may be as crazy as he is at times but no, this is more a case of Ms. Cranky Pants never having to go outside amongst people anymore..
I hate being around the public anymore especially the young. Oh I don’t begrudge the skinny bitches their youth. No it’s more like their lack of respect, manners and lack of social graces.
I was at the grocery store yesterday afternoon hoping that it would be dead since it was the first football day and everyone would be glued to their TV’s. No such luck. The place was packed with men , women and children.
I’ll start with bratty children. I was in the dairy aisle looking at some products when these little kids starting to run up and down the aisle like mad men. A worker who was stocking the shelves asked the kids nicely to not jump on the long cart with the items he was stocking. He asked these kids 3 times to stop climbing all over it and to get off. All the while the mother is chatting loudly about NOTHING of importance and laughing on her cell. My guess is she was between 31-36. Not shopping just standing in the middle of the aisle gabbing.
I am now moving down the aisle when one of her bratty kids stops in front of my cart and hops on it like she’s a bum jumping on a moving freight train for a lift. I stop the cart and tell her that she needs to step down and she laughs and says no. She was adorable I will admit except her behavior was making her uglier by the minute. I did not move my cart. She is now trying to climb INTO my cart. If I let go I fear this cart is going to fall on her. I turn around to the mom and say,
“hello? Could you ask your daughter to step down from my cart so I may continue shopping?” She says NOTHING. She hears me but turns her head to ignore me. I am livid.
I walk around to the front of my cart and kneel down and say to this cute little brat that I have to continue shopping so I would like it very much if she would get down now. I take her hands gently off the cart and she just stares at me. I say Thank You and smile. She just stands there smiling at me like she's in a trance. Weird. I begin to walk away when this woman decides to stop talking on the phone and she yells to me,
“Hey,don’t ever touch my children again!” I ignored her as she did me earlier and I picked up some eggs and rounded the corner.
My last stop was the deli counter. My husband asked me to pick up some things for him for his lunch. I stood in line and waited my turn. My turn came up and this woman began to help me. She called for backup after she took my order because now the line was growing very long (about 7 of us) The new employee came out and asked the
blonde woman behind me, who is now standing next to me, what she needed. The woman
didn’t answer because she was a too busy
texting. Finally she looked up and asked about specials and then she said, "
I'd like some Boars Head American cheese, no wait I think I want this chicken instead, oh I don’t know. She finally narrowed it down to this cheese by Alpine lace because
“it’s cheaper and don’t slice it too thin because it will be hard to take apart…..oh I don’t know I really like boars head….whatever just make it a ½ lb” And off she goes back to
texting.
The deli clerk asks, “
So you want ½ lb of Alpine Lace then? Ma’am do you want Alpine Lace then? The woman continues to text and never looks up. The deli clerk asks again louder, “
Ma’am do you want me to use Alpine Lace for you?” The man behind her taps her on the shoulder and she
doesn’t even turn around. What in the hell is so important is what I wanted to know.
The poor deli clerk is frustrated and looks at the woman helping me who only shrugs her shoulders. I finally say, “
She asked for Alpine Lace because it was cheaper, she wants a ½ lb and she doesn’t want it sliced too thin because she says the slices get stuck together.” At that moment 4 things happened simultaneously. The deli clerk did as I told her, this woman never even looked up, the man behind her walked around her and high
fived me and the rest of the people applauded. She never stopped
texting and laughing to herself. You would think this person was a tween by this behavior but she was clearly in her mid to late 30’s.
I said to her when she finally looked up that the deli clerk was asking her questions and she said flippantly, “
I know but I was busy.” I thought my head was going to explode. Ugly Margaret took over.
“
You do know that this employee is busy too – do you not see the line of people behind you? Your behavior is rude. Where are your manners and social skills? By example you are teaching your children to be disrespectful and rude as well.”
She just stood there with her mouth open as the man behind her said, “
you know we are all busy and have places to be. Was your text an emergency?” She then turned to me and told me I was rude. I just smiled and said nothing more.
Look, you can’t match wits with those that are unarmed. I said what I had to say. She grabbed her 1/2lb of Alpine Lace cheese and left.
As I walked to the check out another woman came up to me and said that it needed to be said but she
didn’t think she would have been so polite as I was. I am not proud of flipping out on her nor do I think I was as polite as I could have been. I stooped to her level and I am not proud of that. But this was my last straw that day. I am so sick of people not having manners when it comes to phones and
texting.
I have an 18 year old coming to live with me in a few weeks. I know this could be battle. But there are going to be some ground rules on this phone and
texting. We will be going over etiquette with technology in public. I know it’s going to be tough but damn it I am going to make society get this if it kills me – and the way it’s going it will kill me first. I'm not such an old fart that I don't understand wanting to text my friends as a kid but a grown up should know better don't you think?
I know, I know, you all are thinking I'm that crazy old lady who lives down the lane.
Well, I guess I am becoming her.....proudly so though.