Tonight we went out to eat. This lovely treat was provide for us as a reward from hubby's work. Regrettably, we had all sat down and begun to order before I clued in that there was a TV up on the wall (with closed captions on so you could read along with the plot) not far from our table.
WHY do they do that? It's a relatively recent thing and it absolutely grates on me.
Sure enough, our kids spent 98% of the time twisting their necks around to watch the Simpsons. Grrrrrrr. I suppose at least they practised their reading (because there was no sound). But it made for a very boring family dinner. If I'd wanted to watch my kids watch telly, we all could have done that at home.
I see this phenomena springing up everywhere. One of our cafes has done it and now I can't take my child there for a little mummy-daughter date because the conversation dies as soon as she sees The Screen. And last time the grandparents took the kids to McDonald's there was even a TV there! It was blaring away in the corner as if no child could bear the discomfort of a trip to McD's without entertainment.
I predict the end of civilised conversation as we know it.