A “Catching” Attitude

“Attitudes are contagious.  Is yours worth catching?”  –Original Source Unknown

Last night, after a long day, the family and I stopped by a local diner for a–hopefully–quick dinner.  This particular place is not usually busy at night, and upon entering, it didn’t seem to be full.  As we sat down, I noticed the booth beside us, filled with three young adults–a twenty something boy and girl and a teen girl (probably about 18).

Before we were even settled into our booth, I could hear the older girl complaining.  Ringleader loudly said, “I did not order a Dr. Pepper, and I ain’t paying for it, either!”  I smiled to myself; people like this crack me up.  If the most you have to complain about is a wrong drink order, your life is pretty good.

I wasn’t smiling for long.

I could hear the waitress apologizing, as she picked up the apparently poisonous drink.  She hurried by our table, promising to “be with us soon.”  Seeing the worry on her face, I told her to take her time, we were in no hurry.  In reality, I was exhausted.  I’ve been in this MS relapse since January 13, and in the last two weeks fatigue has been my nemesis.  It was already late…The Husband and I led the youth group that night (we take turns with another couple), starting with afternoon Mass, so it was already 8pm.  I really didn’t have much more energy for the day; I was whipped.  Regardless, that wasn’t the waitress’ problem, or anyone’s, for that matter.

When the waitress finally did return to our table, she did so with many apologies.  Apparently, it was her first night at this new job.  I instantly pitied her.  The rest of our dining experience went something like this: we had to wait a while to get drinks, a while to place our order, and even longer to receive our orders.  (I think I overheard something about them being short-staffed that night.)  Regardless, we were patient.  The Husband and I both worked with the public when we were younger, and we know how cruel they can sometimes be, so we always make a point to try to be “good customers.”  The waitress was trying, and she always came to our table with a smile–that was enough for us.

We made the most of the situation; we spent time enjoying each other’s company.  But this story isn’t really about us.

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Kids These Days…

“What is wrong with these young people?!?”

I find myself saying this often lately, and every time I utter this phrase, I get depressed.  Not because of the state of the world, but because when you start fussing about “kids these days”, you realize that you are no longer one of them.  No worries.  I’m not looking into nursing homes quite yet.

Completely irrelevant, but this totally cracked me up.

I do wonder about the younger generations, though.  I’m generalizing, of course.  But, for the most part, they seem to be spoiled and lazy.  Hard work seems to be a foreign concept to most, and there is definitely a sense of entitlement with these people.  Why they think they deserve everything to be given to them is a mystery to me.  You want something?  Work for it.  Period.  No one owes you anything.

Again–irrelevant, but funny.

Every once in a while, though, something wonderful happens, and my faith is renewed in the future.  We had such an experience this past weekend. Continue reading