For some reason, it really bugs me to see kids at Starbucks. I am not sure if it is because it disrupts the quiet, adult atmosphere or because the kid is drinking a $4 cup of steamed milk...but it is one of those irrational pet peeves.
This morning I decided to treat myself to a hot chocolate and an egg sandwich to cheer myself up from 3 consecutive sleepless nights. I go to work at 6 am, and usually I am the only one in line. Today I was stuck behind a mother and her three treasures. The kids all had to adorably order for themselves, but they had not decided ahead of time what they wanted. The whole family was in their PJs. They took almost 10 mintes to order! Then the mom cut in front of me when it was my turn to ask for a glass of water.
They were exactly the type of entitled people that dwell in my area. They irk me even more when I drive 40 minutes to a small, poverty-stricken rural town to teach homeless and migrant kids each day.
Vent over and out.