"Okay, so I know I was in the wrong and I said I was sorry for blocking the intersection, but hey, you don't need to use the F-word in front of your little girl." I said, but she didn't hear me through the window. I didn't actually hear what she said except for the F-word as she practically spat it into my front windshield. That's exactly where this stuff comes from; young kids using language that will melt paint as they walk down the street. This is aside from the fact that she is probably not an upstanding citizen of society in her own right, but I am sorry for her offspring. Her little girl is bound to be part of the group of children schooled in the ways of street life and sounding like it.
So maybe I am old fashioned. I try not to curse, I take care with the language that comes out of my mouth, and I expect my son to so the same. Yeah, well maybe that last part is a little hard to do, but I do get on him when I hear him talk like that. I am fortunate in that my husband is not the type to swear also. It makes you sound so...common.
Good language is hard to come by these days. I am not talking about big words and a polished accent, I am talking about everyday speech and the absence of the F-bomb being dropped every other word. It seems as if it is lost in today's society. I don't care - it still highly offends me and I am sticking to that. I can still hope, can't I?