Alright kids. Enough is enough. Get those gadgets out of your hands and TALK to someone. Texting drives me nuts- especially when it’s midway through a transaction at the shop. IT CAN WAIT. I tried getting a booster juice from the Southland Mall one day, and some little girl working there was texting someone WHILE ringing up my order. Listen to my order. Text. Place my order. Text. Take my money. Text. Give me my change. Text. Make my drink. This is no exaggeration. I wish slapping folks wouldn’t land you in the clink.
Anyway, the texting epidemic is getting crazy- here is proof: