“I must be getting old”, I thought.
When I was younger I remember to feel bad about those grumpy old men who spend their whole time complaining about everything and everyone.
My grandmother used to say: “When I was your age, people were polite, we never disrespect others”. “Your generation knows not what manners are” and so on and so forth.
And now, I have become that old grumpy man who cannot believe his eyes and ears anymore. Continue reading