It is Sunday morning in a local family restaurant. I will repeat that it is a FAMILY restaurant. It is crowded. We are surrounded by families and senior citizens.
For fun, I have biked here with my children. Two tables over, a group of young adults are talking very loudly above the racket of the restaurant. They are actually debating the meaning of a word. No big deal with the noise level, until it starts…. one F-Bomb after another.
REALLY? It is Sunday morning! Again ...I repeat...at a family restaurant.
My blood is boiling as the word continues to fall from two young men’s mouths with no hesitation. I look around to see if other tables notice and then watch for signs if my kids have heard. I considered going over and asking them to hold it down in my sweetest of voices. I knew I couldn’t contain my emotions enough to have it come out nicely.
Instead, I wished their food would come soon so they could have something to stuff in their mouths and just shut up. I wanted to leave as quickly as possible. I let the management know and that I thought it was unacceptable.
How many times have I been in a public place with my kids and this has happened?
At least a dozen or more. On the bike ride back home, I start to recall all the F-Bomb moments. At Christmas time, in a game store at the mall a group of three letting them drop. Some girls in a “dollar store” using the F-Bomb to talk about hair products. Seriously? At the park, kids on the basketball court. At the movie theater waiting in line to purchase tickets…always in casual conversation. Why do we have to be subjected to this?
I know I am not alone. I have had other parents say this happens all the time to them as well.
One friend relayed a story of having lunch at McDonald’s with her three and seven year old when she just couldn’t take the language coming from a table over. When she approached the kids (in this case) and asked them to have some consideration for others, they denied it and called her names. Her anger heightened, she got in their face and really scared them. They scattered. Small victory!
This is supposed to be a blog about all things education related…so here is where the education part comes in.
You sound stupid.
You look stupid.
Please keep your f-bombs to yourself.
It does not reflect well upon you, your level of intelligence, or your upbringing.
What do you think about public profanity? Are you sick of it? Has it gone too far? Has it ever upset you when you are with your children? How do you handle it?
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