Lily White (and Yellow, Brown, and Red)

First things first. This really exists.  It happens when a nice, educated man from Northern Virginia puts on his beloved golf khakis in the first part of April.  Before he take his family on summer vacation to the Outerbanks.  It is so unfortunate, especially if you are the lucky duck riding up the escalator from the metro right behind him.  Just can't seem to look away.  Not what this post was supposed to be about, but could resist after my private viewing on the escalator this morning.

 Actually wanted to relate a story I heard behind me at Starbucks this morning.
Two guys.  Really don't know what they looked like, didn't want to stare.
I ordered my tall americano with room and the barista asked them what they would like.
They said "Medium Coffee".  Hurts my ears to hear coffee referred to as small, medium and large; like its a pop or something.
Never thought about until I ordered a "medium" the other day at a local coffee shop and got a grande.  Was trying to bend to the Mid American mindset of coffee as a commodity.  Guess I always thought medium would be a tall.  Guess not. Yuck, that is way too much coffee in one cup.

So, after they ordered there medium coffee (aka grande drip), they proceeded to talk about their rebellion against corporate america by ordering in small, medium, and large.
One man said, "Yeah, who says they get to change the language we order in anyway?  Besides, I absolutely refuse to learn anything.  Actually, I try not to learn anything new anymore at all.  I am just too old".
They chatter kept up in the same vein and I found myself unbelievably appalled at the implications these two had just spouted.
First of all, I guess culture is really unimportant to them.  They want their coffee in an American fashion and without any of the fruff of Italian culture Howard Schulz so carefully placed in his stores.  Second, the thought of learning nothing new or anything at all for that matter.  Geez..
As I walked out, I got a full glance. These guys couldn't have been older than 35, fair skin and nicely dressed.
Frightening!  Wouldn't want to be there co-workers or customers.

It never occurred to me that culture did not belong with the food you are eating. I thought that was the joy of partaking at an establishment, instead of at home.  You get imparted some of the beautiful difference that accompanies the food/drinks.
What about the "I try never to learn anything new"?  Shoot, if they are only 35, we are still stuck with the idiots for another 35 years and apparently they wont be any different at 70.
I really hope those two were a pair from bizarro land, but wondering if there are more where they come from.   These two happened to by fair, but I have heard olive, yellow and dark skinned folks talk in a similar fashion.  One such mediterranean import stated that he was not going to be forced to

worry about all the illegal immigrants and how they are overrunning our country.  I am sorry, did I just get transported into the twilight zone.  Didn't you just get off the boat a few years ago?

Enough, enough. I am getting all worked up. Just find myself a little outraged at some of the staunch and literal unwillingness to read, learn and entertain other thoughts and opinions.  Since when did I become such a flaming liberal?