Behaving Badly



As the three children at the table behind us screeched like possessed banshees—piercing, deafening, sustained shrieks—I found myself reciting to myself, "It’s a diner. They have a right to be here too. It’s a diner. It’s a diner." Without my having uttered a word, B leans over and says, "Well, at least they’re happy screams." Yes, everyone in the whole place knew just how happy these kids were. The parents’ reaction? Full-blown, head thrown back, hysterical laughter and a half-hearted "shhhh" between guffaws at just how unbearably adorable this hearing-loss-inducing behavior was…

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