Tonight I witnessed my first selfie-stick casualty.
We were at a high-end Asian fusion restaurant with friends and they seated us upstairs in a semi-private area overlooking the first floor.
The only other table up there with us was long and it seated 12 loud hipsters, who were waving an abnoxiously long-dong-schlong of a selfie stick.
From 7-10pm they waved that thing around taking pictures of maki as it hung out of their mouths.
It took every fiber of my being for me to not walk over and beat them endlessly with it.
Finally, as a waitress walked over to bring them another large platter of maki rolls --- SMACK!
They whacked her in the head and food went everywhere.
My husband then went downstairs to the bar and ordered them a round of kiddie cocktails (yes, the actual virgin kiddie cocktails).
Management came up with the drinks and said another patron sent them up who wished to remain anonymous, and then told them they had to put the stick away or leave.
They settled up and left, and then the staff brought us complimentary dessert for us putting up with the morons and they said they got a kick out of the kiddie cocktail round we sent over.