NIW writes about the less-than-classy behavior of the people at her daughter’s high school graduation ceremony. For example:
The couple directly behind me talked through the entire ceremony — at least until the time when they got up and walked out (early) as soon as their child walked across the stage to receive his diploma. By the time they had finished handing out the diplomas (before the flipping of the tassels, the throwing of the caps and the recessional), the hall was half empty.
I am sorry to say that I believe every word. I myself had the pleasure (ahem) of staying in a large state campground this weekend, and was appalled at the behavior of most of our neighbors. The noise continued unabated into the wee hours on all sides, and no F-bomb went undropped out of consideration for the presence of others. I haven’t heard so much foul language since “Glengarry Glen Ross.”
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