The License Office & 'dem Teenagers

I finally got my Tennessee driver's license today. I waited forever for it. When I got up to the photo counter the guy looked at my name and then asked me if I was "meek and mild" .. umm.. no comment? I just laughed, heh.

Sitting in that room with mainly teenagers was interesting though - all chattering up on their cell phones with the "no cell phones" sign in plain view. Mm, mm. I almost leaned over and told the girl next to me that the sign says no cell phones.. but then I didn't feel like getting into it. She had bright blue toenails anyway.. and I realized the sign was there after I'd called Jon about what county Ooltewah was, ha. Woops.

The teens that bug me the MOST are the baggy ones who look a bit unfortunate, but only because they choose to look this way, God knows why. They have this tone in their voice like they're too lazy to open their mouth and pronounce words correctly. What celebrity do they get this from? I. mean. really. I'm going to teach my kids to be more aware of what they do and why they do it. Seems that if the slightest degree of THINKING were involved.. well. It's not my place to judge those duded-up folks.

There were also some folks in there with younger kids, and I like to watch how parents interact with their kids. There's this mode of parental sameness I keep seeing. It's a little thing but I just notice it. For example this 8 year old appeared to be doing some dance or practicing a move she learned in ballet class, and her mom tugged on her arm like this isn't the place to be doing a little dance. Why not? I know there are things that should be enforced upon kids, like how to act in public and such, but doing a little dance doesn't seem to be infringing on anything that would drastically or negatively alter her life.

Anyway I look at these things and think about how I would parent my kid(s). I've been thinking more about it lately since apparently the next step after marriage is kids, ha (but not for a while! mind you)... the noisy 2-year old that lives above us isn't exactly encouraging at the moment heh. She jumps on the floor and sounds like a bunch of bowling balls dropping from the ceiling. No kidding. I wouldn't be surprised if I see her stumpy pudgy foot break through the ceiling one day.