“Avi, wash your face?”
“I did mom”
“Last I heard, people still used water and soap, not hand sanitizer to wash. And change your clothes…”
“I hardly wore them for a week….they are cool.”
We all get into this banter with our Tweens. I am supposed to head out to dinner, for a change, to a place where they didn’t serve on trays….well I do wish now we had gone to Burger King rather than to these fancy places.
What’s the opposite of pamper – neglect? Some of us do not like to acknowledge some sections of society are neglected…so let us just say some privileged people in society are pampered more than others. For instance, the lady at the reception takes it up as her job profile to find and pamper those who she would like to wait lesser, treated better, respected. I guess it’s not her fault…how is she supposed to guess you make 200/hour if you don’t spend money grooming your hair.
So…after giving us this look like we haven’t showered for a week, she went on to say she would text us when a table becomes available.
“Ummm…you need my number?”
“Yes, yes” she hits some keys.
After noticing some 20 + empty tables offered to walk-ins, I ask her again. She says she tried to text/find me.
“I was right there…anyway…what’s the number you have for me?”
She scrolls through her waiting list, unable to find my name nor my number. Strange, huh?
Well….everything happens for the good….now my Tween has learnt the valuable lesson in life that he needs to dress like a million dollars, who cares if he is on honor roll or the pride of his family. That he will be judged by the color of his skin and his iPhone version, who cares if he will be the future President of this fancy restaurant or of this country.
Neglect me not!