Consideration gone to the dogs

Wherefore art thou consideration and manners? Gone to the dogs. Which, by the way, are increasingly more intelligent and likeable than most people these days.

Some cases in point:

America has become the land of lazy louts, boorish behavior, no manners, and worst of all, clueless inconsiderate nitwits. Recently, when leaving a local restaurant, an overweight, greasy-haired slob threw his trash on the counter and walked away. If he had walked another two feet, he could have placed it in the trash can. I called him out on his slobbish inconsideration, and it wasn't pretty.

Not a week goes by that I don't find more than one incident where people have left their garbage on a table, when they could have thrown it in a convenient trash container on their way out of a restaurant.

Children are increasingly heard as well as seen, as they run through groceries, retail stores, restaurants, etc. screaming and obstructing patrons and shoppers. This uncalled- for behavior falls squarely on the shoulders of their oblivious or rude parents who stand idly by and enable their little darlings' asinine behavior by their silence.

Does no one know the simple fact that you always walk to the right when you are approaching another person or entering or exiting an elevator? Also, more times than not, a person, or persons will not offer a simple "thank you" when you hold a door open for them.

However, there is one notable exception, and that is at the Lewes Wawa. Otherwise, they just charge in or out mannerlessly in their mindless oblivious world. The words "excuse me" seem to be an overwhelming effort to utter by more and more people.

And what of the mobile phone addicts who so rudely make everyone around them, particularly in a public place, endure their inane senseless yammering to another senseless yammering zombie. Put a sock in it, people.

Then there are the summer four-car-length Inconsideritinati on Route 1. With traffic backed up for the next three miles ahead, they rush through the intersection and then immediately stop four car lengths behind the car ahead of them.

Thus denying at least four other drivers from making it through the traffic light. Then there are the dodos who sit in the right-turn lanes backing up traffic, when they could turn into the bus lane and quickly merge into the right lane. Takes some grey matter to figure this out, I guess. And last but not least, there are the Selfishinati who park across two parking spaces. As if they would even know if someone dinged their Yugo.

Thus endeth my ode to the inconsiderate, mannerless and clueless who walk among us.

Steve Hyle
Lewes