“Excuse me, I am crossing over because by the time I walk around I may lose the seat and I really need the seat,” she said as she lightly held onto my shoulders before quickly grabbing the seat next to me.
I told her it was quite fine as I knew how I felt when I finally got my seat to rest my weary legs. Around us was a bevy of mostly excited children but there were some adults too and the place was almost congested.
We were in downtown Toronto, Canada at a popular tourist attraction and as she sat next to me, we immediately struck up a conversation. It started about how tired we were following children around; I had my two sons and she had a little boy with her.
I agreed when she commented on how entitled children these days believe they are and how they at times show little appreciation for the efforts made by the adults in their lives.
