When we were in Florida a few weeks ago, we had the occasion to try and hide out from a fast-moving thunderstorm (as you get in central Florida in the afternoons), right as we neared the Norwegian pavillion at EPCOT.
While we joined the queue for the Norwegian themed ride called Maelstrom,were were joined by two young couples from Providence, Rhode Island, who were behind us in the line, just as we were behind a family group the consisted of a boy of around 10, a young teen-aged girl, a woman in her 40's and an older woman, who seemed to be the matriarch of the group, who was using one of those electric scooters that are fairly common to folks with mobility problems. The old lady's family were all in front of her, and she pulled up the rear, directly in front of me, In her scooter.
Well, the line was progressing steadily towards the ride's loading area, when all of a sudden, my family and the group behind us were assaulted by what had to be the most horrendous fart in human history.
Now, friends, you know that I don't really like to talk about such things at my blog. I think things scatalogical are best left for other venues... but I have to tell you that this was bad. Wait. No, it wasn't just bad. To say that this was bad would do a grave in justice to the gravity of this situation. this was just plain freakin' horrible! You know, I get I get it... I understand that we can all be gassy at times. I understand that we all have our moments, but this was just too much. This evil cow didn't even have the grace to play the old lady card and laugh and say "oops! Sorry about burning your eyebrows and nostril hairs off with that one."
Seriously. Who does that?
I'll answer my own question: Boorish old ladies do it, that's who!
To prove my point, we will shift scenes and fast forward to last week, while I was shopping at Wegmans, I went to get some baking soda (soccergirl needed it for her itchy bug bites acquired at Girl Scout camp), and there was an older couple and a few other people in the aisle. The older couple was standing right where I was going... and when I was about three feet away I heard a loud Brrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaap!coming from the old lady. Everyone in the aisle looked aghast, and the lady never flinched. Her husband had the grace to look mortified, as everyone else, with a look of horror on our faces, turned and fled the aisle.
Now, really. No seriously. That ain't right. It's not even close to being right. The very least she could have done would be to have gone someplace else to let that thing fly.
What is it that I am missing here? That type of sophomoric behavior is usually the province of young men in their teens and early twenties. Is it some sort of old lady empowerment thing? Do they not care because they are getting too old to be bothered with the niceties of civil behavior?
Help a brother out, here.