That was Uncomfortable
We had some family and friends over Christmas night. One of the guest, a 15 year old cousin, brought along her boyfriend. The two children, young adults, made themselves very comfortable on the couch in the living room. The couch in the living room is a large sectional that can sit six adults easy. Last night there was room for two uncomfortable adults and two, very friendly, teenagers.
Everyone pretended not to notice the petting and fawning going on in the corner, everyone except for me. I felt uneasy, they acted as though everything was normal. Things were not normal. In the course of the evening I made three quiet comments, reminding them that the lights were still on, that they were not alone and that I was feeling a bit uneasy. These comments did not get their attention.
I couldn't take it anymore, I stopped the conversation looked directly at the two young lovers and told them in no uncertain terms that I could not take it anymore, that they should sit up and keep their hands to themselves. An uneasy silence settled over the room waiting for her response. My request was ignored. Nothing changed, the silence was deafening. My father and an Uncle awkwardly started talking and everyone pretended nothing happened. Sad, really.
If I ever find myself in a situation like that again I will ask "Romeo" to come in the other room and I will tell him the rules and the consequences for disobedience. Nobody, including me or my other guests will be embarrassed if it is handled in private.
This post was edited by my lovely wife in an attempt not to injure anyones feelings. Funny, how we worry about offending those whom offend. I do not get it. Worrying about offending the offenders is probably the reason they continue to offend.
Everyone pretended not to notice the petting and fawning going on in the corner, everyone except for me. I felt uneasy, they acted as though everything was normal. Things were not normal. In the course of the evening I made three quiet comments, reminding them that the lights were still on, that they were not alone and that I was feeling a bit uneasy. These comments did not get their attention.
I couldn't take it anymore, I stopped the conversation looked directly at the two young lovers and told them in no uncertain terms that I could not take it anymore, that they should sit up and keep their hands to themselves. An uneasy silence settled over the room waiting for her response. My request was ignored. Nothing changed, the silence was deafening. My father and an Uncle awkwardly started talking and everyone pretended nothing happened. Sad, really.
If I ever find myself in a situation like that again I will ask "Romeo" to come in the other room and I will tell him the rules and the consequences for disobedience. Nobody, including me or my other guests will be embarrassed if it is handled in private.
This post was edited by my lovely wife in an attempt not to injure anyones feelings. Funny, how we worry about offending those whom offend. I do not get it. Worrying about offending the offenders is probably the reason they continue to offend.
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