Why I (Sometimes) Miss Romania

Last week, at the bank, there was this young woman with four children, waiting for her number to be called. As there were only four seats, the youngsters occupied all of them. The lady wouldn't even turn around to see how they behaved, how they would stand on the chairs or would scratch the leather. I'm not even going to discuss the noise... they're children, right? At the same time, there were 2 older gentlemen waiting, one of whom had a wooden leg. And they waited, and they waited... I guess they must've been waiting for tomorrow to come... maybe someone would finally realize... Well, Montreal was chosen as one of the most rude cities... why do anything to change that? Any top place is a good one to be in.