I Wish One Little Girl Would Just Eat Her Phone
I get my quesadilla (I highly recommend the spicy, shredded chicken quesadilla) and slide into my booth to enjoy some peace and quiet. Or did I???
Not 2 minutes later a loud voice starts booming throughout the lobby. Some laughter and music. My head snaps up and notice the little girl in front of me is watching some show on her cell phone. Her mother oblivious to how loud and obnoxious this is to everyone in this packed lobby.
Soon the little girl isn’t even looking at the screen as she is lost in her tacos. The phone pushed aside yet still as loud as possible.
I look around to see if everyone else is shooting daggers into this mother who doesn’t realize she is raising a brat who has no respect for others.
OMG, I turn to see that no one is bothered by this horrendously rude show blasting because their noses are so buried in their own phones.
I stop and count…..12,13,14,wow 15 people in this lobby and I’m the only one not on my cell phone! Crazy!
Ok, I must confess. Soon as I polished off the quesadilla I too was on my cell phone. Yep, it was Candy Crush time.
Fine, I’m one of “those” people.
Hey, but at least I’m not blasting my phone and forcing everyone to listen to it!
Listen, bury your nose in phone, just don’t shove it down my ears!
~~Till we Laugh Again!~~~