In the living room last night, I was explaining to my husband how I had reprimanded my daughter for not using her Please and Thank Yous in her texts. I do not care if one is in a hurry, or needs brevity when texting, I cringe when I see:
“No practice today. Come pick me up.”
I responded with, “Please?”
Then I responded to set a time, etc. I think interactions like these have much to do with an even further degradation in common courtesies.
As I expounded on the episode, and exclaimed, from the couch, “WHERE’S THE PLEASES????”
Without missing a beat, or looking up from his phone, my son dryly quipped, “In the pantry…, next to crap about which I don’t care.”
(Note: If my child had said that and really meant it, he’d be in deep grounding. He was laughingly illustrating a teenaged attitude.)