Noise pollution

Today at work I asked a child if he'd ever seen a 29 year old throw a temper tantrum. And I wasn't joking. One more pop of that toy gun and I was going to lose it.

There are so many noises all the time - babies crying children yelling magic microphones bells marbles squeakers - that it gets to be too much and I just want to run screaming. But that would just add more noise so instead I shudder and sigh and keep working.

It's times like this that I miss being a server and the easy access to booze.