We have 16-year-old who sleeps, eats and does his laundry (sometimes) here, when he isn’t doing what most kids his age do. What that is, I have no idea. I just hope it isn’t what I was trying to do when I was 16. Anyway, he mentioned that one of his friends just got a job as a busboy in a popular local bar/restaurant. It’s a family-oriented place, where the focus is the food-drink combination, not the number of shots you can throw back after work. But that doesn’t prevent some of its patrons, complete with kids in tow, from treating this kid badly enough that even I, jaded and bitter, was surprised. This isn’t some professional waiter who should be held to a high standard; this is a kid trying to make some extra money so that he can buy a car, or pay for gas, or maybe even earn enough to pay for a bit of college. But there are assholes in this world who think nothing of yelling at some poor busboy in a restaurant because state law says that he can’t serve alcohol. Or chewing him out and complaining to the manager because the kid cleared the empty plates but also took one with just a bit of food left.
Hopefully, this kid made a note of the guy who wanted him to break the law. And one day maybe he’ll find this jerk’s BMW and carve his initials in it.