Airport Drones
Over time, I have allowed my feelings to fester about middle management drones in US airports. I am saddened by the loathing I have nurtured, and at the same time, I am weary of a me-first moral de-evolution of the roosters wandering the airport barnyard, cell phones pressed to their ears. Eyes forward, their self aggrandizement and absorption propels them forward, running over feet of perceived lesser beings with their wheeled equipage. Smug bores in their belief to entitlement to more than everyone else.
Maybe they are not this way at home with their families, friends, and lovers. I’d like to believe they’re not, because that would allow me some room for forgiveness of their terrible humanness.
posted by Lucia @ 9:13 AM
12 Comments:
I know what you're talking about. It's disturbing when you really think about it.
(nicely said)
You forgot to mention how they also suddenly stop in front of other, lesser beings. As if their need to check for chapstick is worthy of shutting down the flow of foot traffic headed towards the B Gates.
Nice writing, btw.
I remember these folks only too well. I leave it to karma but there are times when it takes all I have to not get quite snarky with them.
Peace,
~Chani
I too have experience with these folks. They are also the ones at the grocery store, seemimgly talking to themselves but actually on a cell phone headset, while completely ignoring the clerk at the cash register.
I know what you mean. Encounter some of these on my train too..smug, self-involved!
the customs folks are the worse, IMO...and worse domestically than anywhere else.
it befuddles the mind.
Ah yes, I am very familiar with this type as well. I hope for their sakes they are not completely soul-less in every other part of their lives, too.
I think they're everywhere. It's time to get mouthy with them.
Sadly, I saw these types at the soccer and basketball practices of their children on the teams my son had joined. They would talk on the phone through the whole thing, through actual games too. And just look up, nod and wave at their kid every now and then. It made me want to cry for the kid trying to get their attention. It also made me want to slap that phone out of their hands.
ack, they are everywhere!
Hey Lucia! Bobealia told me I should visit you and I'm happy I did. I like your writing and we seem to get irritated by the same people.
Bo suggested I ask you for some photos along your travels - check out my blog to see what it's about. Basically, if you see beautiful shots of laundry drying in different places and email them to me (preferably with the story behind the picture as well), then I will post them on my blog. I don't think I have any Latin American laundry yet - would be great though!
Fluid post! They're the same people who cut in front of you only to stop suddenly, blocking traffic for miles while they wait for the "perfect" moment to turn left.
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