Teeny Bopper Hell

From the time I was very young, I've been a people watcher. No, not one of those wall flower types who gape at everyone, or even a voyeur, nothing like that... just honest to goodness people watching. It's also not something I consciously do when out and about, because normally when I'm out and about, I can almost certainly be found chatting up a storm with one or more people.

But, for some reason I can still tune in to what the people around me are doing, saying etc. It's just weird, but I notice the most ridiculous things going on around me, no matter how engrossed I may be in a conversation or whatever else I'm doing at the time. For example, I would notice random guy in the far corner, hiding behind a menu, picking his nose and then wiping the booger off under his chair, or big lady with the sparkly white sandals, three rows down, pinching her husband's thigh and raising her eyebrows. Then I look around at the people with me and say "Did you SEE that?" and they look at me like I just landed in from another galaxy.

And, if that's not enough, then being able to tune into other conversations is another curse on my otherwise clean and spotless soul. I swear to you right here and now, I do not eavesdrop. I really don't have the time, and I also think what goes on in my head is more interesting than what a lot of people around me have to say. There I go, pissing people off again... one of these days, I'll get the nastygram and probably deserve it.

So, sitting in one of my favorite coffee houses today, with my husband as we waited for the kids to get off dance class, and who should come and sit down right next to us, but those wonderful, misunderstood and very frickin excited.... Teenagers!! Now, don't get me wrong, I love teenagers, and am a great defender of all things youthful, well maybe not the way some of them dress these days, but otherwise yes, I love teenagers, having being one myself many moons ago. But, when I'm enjoying a nice quiet cup of coffee with my husband and chatting about how I want to remodel the kids room, I do not want my curses to rise to the surface and start observing teenagers. ***Sigh*** But, they did, and I did, so here's what my curse brought to my attention.

Girl 1: I'm like so happy you guys could make it
Girl 2: So, so, so, like did he call?
Girl 1: Yeah he did, and Omigod, I was like SO excited!
Girl 3: Sooooo, like what did he... like SAY???
Girl 1: You will like not believe this, but he was like So I just called to wish you a happy birthday, and I was like Omigod, I can't believe you remembered and he was like Yeah, so what are you doing today? and I was like Oh nothing much, just like dinner with the fam and he was like OK then have a great birthday! Omigod! Omigod! Can you like belieeeeeeeeve it?
Girl 2: Omigod!!! Whaaat? He rememmmmmbered? Omigod!!
Girl 3: He's like SOOOO hot!
Girl 1 & 2: I KNOW!!!

No, they couldn't get us another table, no I couldn't tune out, no, I won't be going back there next year on July 8th, and no I did not appreciate my husband laughing at my rant later, because HE teaches this age group in school and is like used to like how they like speak like every like single like day!!



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7 comments:

marymac said...

omg so i like totally think that convo was LMAOROTFL! My oldest is 15, so I not only hear conversations like this on a regular basis but often participate in them!
I get annoyed at my 40 year old friends who don't embrace texting because it is now my preferred method of communication! LOL!
So totally gag me with a spoon (ok, so that one is a hold-over from the movie Valley Girl when I was a teen!) because I think teens are totally bitchin and so will you when you like totally have one! ;)

Aunt Becky said...

This is why I think teenagers rule. They have their own language. Also: they are able to make mountains out of sand. I really, really miss the days when I could be all "Oh Em Ge, let's talk about what it meant when he did THIS."

Aunt Becky said...

Also, I heart you. We should be BFF.

JenniB said...

I do the same things! The people watching...my BFF used to go to the mall and sit and do it for hours! I love it:)

Debi said...

I so want to go to the coffee shop with you now!

I was sitting at a restaurant with DH and asked how many carats he thought it was. He didn't get it at all so I had to elaborate that I meant the ring that was damn near blinding me from two tables over on the finger of some young and very made up woman with her rather unattractive sugar daddy. He just looked over and shrugged.

CB said...

Mary, I can't wait for my kids to be teenagers. I really do think I'll enjoy that age most.

Aunt Becky.. You wanna be like my BFF? Like really? OMG!!!!! :P Love ya!

Marybeth Poppins said...

Is it sad that I can totally like remember talking like that. Like WHAT was I thinking. AS IF!!!! Ahhh...only 4 more years until I get to endure day after day "Clueless" talk....sigh....