I am such an old soul through and through, no doubt about that.
I was standing in line at Subway (my second home) and in front of me was what I thought was a teenager in white pants, a flamingo polo, white shoes and a man bun. He was yapping away on his cell phone while nervously snapping the button on his pants. He didn't bother to get off the phone when he placed his order. In fact, he was so distracted by his phone conversation that he asked for the wrong kind of sub & had to have the sandwich maker start over.
I wasn't a fan of his attire...or his man bun, but I was even more annoyed with his sincere lack of decency. Subway was packed. It was noon on a Monday, people wanted and expected a quick meal. Dude was not having it. He was either completely oblivious to the fact that he was holding up the line or he just didn't care. I'm going with the latter since he continued to talk on his phone, even after taking a quick glance to his right to see a line at least six people deep. What a wanker.
I never thought I would be one of THOSE people, but there I was thinking that exact thought. Even bigger shocker; "I'm only 28, man." HOLD THE PHONE!!! He was a year younger than me and I absolutely thought he was, like, nineteen. Twenty at most.
Dress me in a librarian skirt, set a pair of lined bifocals on my face and call me eighty. I mind-as-well open my kitchen windows and start yelling at the neighborhood kids to get off my lawn.
After making yet another blunder when picking out his veggies requiring the poor sandwich maker to pick off and throw out a handful of green peppers, he looked at me and smile. He received a very persuasive scowl and eye-brow raise as I looked to my right to hint at the growing line of people he was being a wanker too. He must have gotten the message because he finally told whoever he was talking to that he would call them back after he cashed out.
Don't worry, he promptly got back on his phone after cashing out and nearly took out a poor lady with the door when leaving. He was too busy, apparently, to look up and see her standing right outside the glass door.
Whenever I see an article highlighting the less than flattering statistics that apply to my generation of millennials, I always get a little defensive. We don't all fall into those statistics, but days like today & dudes like this dude at subway, they provide a stark reminder of just how self-absorbed my peers can be.
Hopefully, he was just having a bad day. Do better dude, do better.