Worst Case Scenario: I’m at a busy Mexican restaurant eating dinner while patrons tried mightily to drown out the Mariachi Band. I thought it couldn’t possibly get more outrageous until a group of screeching attitude sisters with their feral kids walk in. And wait for a table to open...you understand?? The music, the rest of the restaurant and now this. Attitude on full display. So much “attitude” that one of them had her purse on one arm and a potty seat on her other. Just standing around tempting, attributing and holding a toilet seat on her arm.
So thankful that type of “culture” is entirely absent where I live.