The other day I went to my favorite coffee shop in the mood for some quiet alone time to read. I don’t get in that mood very often, nor do I get that time very often so I was pretty excited for it. I got my overpriced over-caffeinated tasty beverage and settled into a spot in the quieter side of the coffee shop.
Before very long, a group of older ladies (late 60s, early 70s maybe) invaded a table in my area. My quiet time was soon invaded by 6 women all talking at once about the best way to bake at this altitude. It transitioned into an argument about who had the right recipe for who-knows-what kind of casserole.
I found myself severly annoyed that they were disturbing MY time! Then it dawned on me just how funny the whole situation was. Here I am, a 26 year old who is thinking…
EXCUSE ME I AM TRYING TO READ OVER HERE!
COULD YOU USE YOUR FREAKING INSIDE VOICES??
HOW DARE YOU COME INTO A PUBLIC PLACE AND MAKE SUCH A RUCKUS!
THESE OLD PEOPLE JUST DON’T KNOW HOW TO RESPECT THEIR JUNIORS!
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