...a progressive(ish) woman who keeps up with the times (some) and remembers what it's like to be a child or be raising one. I like kids!
But when a teen stands at my door, no costume, kind of balancing his pillowcase in his third and pinky fingers - in my general direction while he STANDS THERE TEXTING and doesn't speak or even look up...
Four seconds is about all I can tolerate before closing the door on him.
Honestly. Maybe I'm getting too old, but I just cannot deal with that.
What are these children thinking and who is raising them??? Humpf.
But when a teen stands at my door, no costume, kind of balancing his pillowcase in his third and pinky fingers - in my general direction while he STANDS THERE TEXTING and doesn't speak or even look up...
Four seconds is about all I can tolerate before closing the door on him.
Honestly. Maybe I'm getting too old, but I just cannot deal with that.
What are these children thinking and who is raising them??? Humpf.
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