And Who Killed Excuse Me?
Do you people watch? No I am not talking about stalking for you all that are illegally engaging in this act. I am talking about good old fashion people watching or for the most posh group, let’s call it observing.
Have you noticed the decline in our youth wardrobe? Is there a special store in the mall that is hidden from anyone over the age of twenty-five? This is a store where you can buy your trousers too big, underwear that already looks like they have skid marks, crouch level skirts, and dirty sneakers that look like they are starting an outbreak of athlete’s foot.
When you walk up to this door what do you think the secret code word to get in is?
Who There? (Yes, I used broken English on purpose.)
“It is I want to be a loser with my pant falling off my butt, cannot wait to distort my face, sport smelly hair, I don’t want a real job ever guy.”
“You know it is me, like I want to dye my hair red so that I look like an unintelligent version of Elmo with a short skirt, too tight top and complain about older guys hitting on me until I can get a job making minimum wage at a fast food place and work there until my parent give up me going to college and I marry one of the loser guys shopping in your store right now.”
And the door opens…… There goes another child… Lost and destined for GREATNESS (NOT!)
Here is my problem with this generation. They are the generation that has broken up the happy marriage of Please and Thank you. And though I have no proof, I think they killed Excuse Me too. And there are rumors going around they are holding Gratefulness, Hardwork, Intelligence, and Responsibility hostage as well.
I thought that Please and Thank You was a great couple. I love them. I grew up with them and they always helped me better my life. For those of you who have forgotten who they are, I would like to refresh your memory. You might have to go back awhile if you have older children or you might even have to go back to your childhood to recall this great couple.
Do you remember back in the day just before Moses was born?
As a child, you would walk up to an adult, if you need something. You would first acknowledge our good friend Excuse Me.
Excuse Me. May I have …… Please? Will you help me Please?
When the adult accommodated you, then Please’s wife would come in.
You would say Thank you very much.
Over the years Please and Thank You begin to age. Excuse Me started to show a few gray hairs as well. Please, Thank You and Excuse Me were around so long they were sure they would become a classic like the Beagles, Lionel Richie, and Dolly Parton.
But a new generation was born to privilege and forgot about them. Please and Thank You were put in a senior citizen home, you know the one where no one visits the residents. And Excuse Me was used up for the wrong reason like talking back to their parents. When he tried to protest, I think they just murdered him in cold blood. Well, if you think there is no evidence that he is gone, then go into a store and watch as people pass by, bump in to you and not a sound is mumbled. Or sit at a table with our youth and listen to them let out a huge burp, and Excuse Me is nowhere in sight. Look around, you will never see him walk up.
While it is comical to think about Thank You, Please, and Excuse Me being aging people. What is not comical is how in our society, we take for granted how important those three little phases are to our lives.
So if you have a child or the influence over someone who has forgotten how important thank you, please and excuse me could be to their interactions with others, a little reminder is needed.