So I’m sitting at the Las Vegas airport last week, on my way home from CES, trying to get some work done on my laptop—but I can’t. Why? Approximately every eighth word is an expletive.
It reminded me of how, a few weeks ago on a train, I was treated to a loud, slightly slurred, play-by-play account of a young woman’s recent sexual exploits, as she recounted them to a friend via cell phone.
Please, people, I am trying to concentrate here!