So, here I am at DFW winding my way through the new Glorious Terminal D. I have to take the SkyLink train over to B to catch a CRJ to Fort Walton Beach. OK, no problem... so I am waiting to get on the train, and this old couple walks up. I mean old. So the train comes, there are some people on it, not too bad. The doors open, and these teenagers go blowing past everyone, don't even wait for the people getting off to clear out, and nab the few seats on the train (it's one of those 'everybody stands' kind of deal).
So, the poor old man and woman make it on the train after nearly getting bowled over by the asshole teens. Of course, there are now no longer any seats because these excuses for human scum have taken them. To make matters worse, one has an iPod going, and the other is on his cell phone. I see the old lady can't even reach the bar up top to hold on to, so she is preparing to cling to her husband, who is holding on for dear life.
So, being pretty pissed at this situation, I turn around to the kids and say "Why don't you let these people sit there". I even said it nicely. The kid with the iPod didn't even hear me, and the kid on the phone just glanced over but didn't even acknowledge my voice.
Now I am pissed. I go "HELLO!" IPod is still oblivious, and Cell Phone gives a sarcastic sigh, says "hold on" into the phone, and looks up and says "I'm on the phone". Right about now the train starts, with Mrs. Geriatric clinging on for dear life.
I tell Mr. Cell Phone "You need to give your seats to these two people. They need it more than you". It was obvious, but I guess it needed saying to these idiots.
His response? "Yo man we had to walk all the way across the terminal, we tired. We gonna get off on the next stop anyways". He goes back to the phone.
I was truly speechless. I had never experienced anything like it before. I wanted to smear that asshole's face into the window. YOU'RE TIRED?!?!?!
All I could do is just stare in amazement for the next 30 seconds until the next train stop, because if I touched them, my journey would end at DFW. The train stops, they get up and the dude gives me that "whatcha gonna do" look as he walks off the train.
OK, my rant is over and my flight is boarding. I had to get that off of my chest. If this is what teenagers are like these days, we are screwed... and I was a teen not that long ago. I guess I was raised with better morals than they were.