Alternate title: The Death of Manners.
Maybe it's always been this way but people just seem like mooks these days. Ordering food just now and the ladies next to me, (plenty old, BTW), says, "and can I get a Pastrami on rye?", or something.
I don't know, lady. Can you?
The nuns would have slapped the teeth out of my mouth if they ever heard me talk like that back in grade school. Same with, "I'll do a...", while ordering food. WTF is wrong w people? And I hear it from Beverly Hills to the 'hood.
And GTFO my lawn, while you're at it.
