Kids These Days

The other day I went out and helped my roommate do some advertising for his window washing business. This consists of punching a hole in a glossy flyer, inserting a rubber band through that hole and then hanging it on the front door of some unsuspecting individual's home. Pretty easy work. Anyway, I'm walking down the street minding my own business when I see potential trouble up ahead--teenage kids walking home from school.

As we approach one another a thirteenish kid with a mop top hair cut yelled at me, "hello." To which the I don't reply hoping to avoid giving him any attention. Well, this doesn't work so hot as the two girls he's with start laughing. Wanting more attention he said, "hey, what are you selling?" This time I can't ignore him and I said, "Window washing. you want to buy some?" He replied, "no, but can I have one of your rubber bands?" Wanting this interaction to be over as quickly as possible I said, "Sure but don't hurt yourself." He said, "ok". I hand him the rubber band and two seconds later I hear him scream out in mock pain, "Ohhh. Ouch. Thanks a lot for giving me that rubber band."

Damn kids.