I know teenagers have their place.
It’s just generally not my place. Or any place that I enjoy being on a regular basis.
Of course there are nice teenagers. But they tend to get less nice when they’re in a group.
Then, the decibel level rises, the quality of intellectual conversation dips and the sense of profound nihilism and inertia plagues everything in the vicinity.
This is a feeling one McDonald’s in Australia seems to understand.
The Mt. Annan McDonald’s, just outside Sydney, finds itself assailed most nights with hordes of loitering teens who have less purpose than a Chia Pet.