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The Airport Lounge Crisis
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The problem is that "no" doesn't mean no any longer, in many situations. My dad just had to give me "the look" and I'd behave 90% of the time. I once misbehaved in a restaurant, and my mom took me outside and made me eat my meal in the car while the rest of the family enjoyed the restaurant. There were consequences to my actions. That was over 50 years ago, and I can still remember what I ate.
I know that look, and when I got it, If I didn't pick up on it... The next message was a swat to you know where... Today they are too scared to hurt their little feelings... UGH... Some of those feelings needs some adjustment.
Sorry, but I was brought up with some sort of dignity and I'll be damned if I put up with rude manners, vulgarity and maniacal children. I speak my word and loudly at that! It has worked every single time.
Started flying for business back in '60's. Fun to fly... about 5 years later I got to fly in business class. Sat behind lady & small child. At 5000 ft child decided to make a "deposit" Lady simply turned air nozzle away and toward me. She could not change child's clothes ...or child. After 15 minutes I went back to std coach seat. Hate smell and flies. Over the years things got worse. I wonder if the kid still flies ... think I smelled him several times. I hate flying, especially airports. Civility is almost non-existent.
Everyone is spot on. It was not this way in the 50s or 60s. Men dressed like men, white shirts and narrow black ties, women dressed like ladies, dresses, hats and gloves. Children were seen and not heard. Now, no matter where you go, it's hard to tell the men from the women, and an airport lounge is just like a trip to Walmart on a rainy Saturday.
At one time, I could relax at a Residence Inn after a day on the road. Now, wit Millennial families and entitlements, it's like a feeding frenzy on Shark Week.
At one time, I could relax at a Residence Inn after a day on the road. Now, wit Millennial families and entitlements, it's like a feeding frenzy on Shark Week.
Back when “men were men.” Barf