There's a fad right now that's driving me insane. Kids (and I guess some adults), enjoy filling water bottles to a certain level with liquid, flipping the bottles in the air, and hoping they land either on their bases or, extra excitingly, on their caps.
Kids are doing it in the hallways, in the classrooms, on the sports fields and aboard their busses. They're doing it all, excuse me, the flipping time. They're doing it right here on my kitchen counter way more often that I would like. Which is ever.
The fact that I hate the flipping does, I admit, make me feel old. Yes, I feel crotchety when I tell kids that I hate the sound they're making with their hobby. And that they're driving me generally crazy. And please, for the love of all that is good in the world, to stop flipping that stupid thing.
I might be experiencing a new nervous condition related to the water bottle flipping fad. I don't know what it's called. Maybe, Generational Misunderstanding Due to Plastic Bottle Flippage? Whatever it is, I need relief.
