Mrs. GED and I were having breakfast in Shawnee this morning. One of my biggest pet peeves is men leaving their hats on at the table.
The practice of removing your hat whenever indoors and especially at the table was drilled into my skull at an early age. It angers me to enter a restaurant and see my elders wearing their hats while dining.
But this morning, my heart swelled when across the way, I saw a young man, about 12-14 years old, walk in with his parents. As they sat down, he immediately removed the cap from his head and placed it on the seat next to him.
As we finished and were walking out, I stopped at their table and commended the man and woman on raising such an outstanding young man, and told the lad atta-boy!
The practice of removing your hat whenever indoors and especially at the table was drilled into my skull at an early age. It angers me to enter a restaurant and see my elders wearing their hats while dining.
But this morning, my heart swelled when across the way, I saw a young man, about 12-14 years old, walk in with his parents. As they sat down, he immediately removed the cap from his head and placed it on the seat next to him.
As we finished and were walking out, I stopped at their table and commended the man and woman on raising such an outstanding young man, and told the lad atta-boy!