Lunch at a very nice Cafeteria. No, not in the heart of London or Paris or New York. It is a place which has nice food and Pastries and Coffee. People like it here because there is Free Internet (WIFI). The service is good and the place is clean. Locals, Snowbirds, Business People all frequent and go about their business. It is a meeting Place.

How can you not observe the behaviors of some people ?

About Ten minutes into my lunch, a man came into the area where I was sitting. Probably retired, he may have been in his upper sixties. Usually by this stage in life we hope that people have reached some level of maturity and must have acquired a higher standard of culture which allows us to behave in a proper manner while in the presence of other people. But obviously some never grow away from their child hood bad behavior which was passed on by their parents.

So he first proceeds to adjust the furniture, the property of the Establishment which he will borrow for the short period while he imbibes in whatever. Some people must adjust everything, even their own television sets which they saw the news on just last night.

Now , while still standing , he whips out a laundered handkerchief, and proceeds to blow his nose .

Well, this operation produced such a loud noise that most of the guests looked around to see where it was coming from. Blow , blow after blow. It sounded like a “Conch Shell Horn” in Key West.

He was one of those who had to make his presence known to all. As if any body cared..

As he stood there was eye contact. The kind that would normally produce a welcome like a smile or hello or good morning. After taking a mental picture of me he turned away. Fine, who cares. Some people will extend greetings and some do not.

A few tables across was a young lady sitting there working on her “Laptop”

This man walked over and looked into her laptop screen and I could see that she was surprised and certainly did not know him.

She must have been a nice person because she did not close the lid of the Laptop to shut him out. She continued to chat .

Maybe , if I were a charming , young lady with a laptop he would have greeted me.

There is something about people like him and others that either attract or repel other people. It is nothing to do about “laptops”

Maybe all people have the “RIGHT” to behave how ever they want.

May be as a society develops, the culture dictates a certain standard of progression.

If they do not like the color of a person’s skin or the way his or her eyes are slanted, it is time that they realize that they also look peculiar in the vision of others. With skin colors which seem peculiar and bad behavior worse than other civilized people.

Finally a female joined him at his table. As she sat in front of the food he again whipped out his horn and blew it a couple of times. Maybe he could have gone to the “Men’s Room” to take care of his Hygiene problem..