...just burns me up.
We stopped at a cafe yesterday and were very troubled by the sight of a three year old girl walking around the outside tables holding a cigar.
It turns out her dad was inside ordering an espresso and he'd asked her to hold his cigar for him. I was filled with utter loathing for this person--and I don't like being filled with utter loathing, but I really, really, really hate cigars.
To me they smell nasty and they're symbolic (phallicly, I guess) of an aggressive male type of behavior. And I generalize and I know it's bad but I figure the guy drives a Hummer and thinks its his god-given right to drive a big ass gas-guzzling macho-shithead of a car.
What the heck was he doing getting his 3 year old daughter to hold his LIT cigar so he could waltz inside and get an espresso?
I was so angry. I wanted to call the child abuse hotline. Should I have?