Rambling ABOUT Youth

I understand that I have never been as compatible with my peers as I have been with my elders, so maybe my lack of time spent with the people in my age bracket does not allow me to see from their point of view. But I am getting seriously angry with a number of these people for not giving a damn about anything unless it serves their needs or wants. Not to mention the absolute lack of respect for anyone that is commonly displayed. I was raised to be a respectful person, many people I know were raised in the same manner, when did this policy fall to the wayside? I'm only 24 and when I can look at 18 and 19 year old kids and think to myself "Oh my God, we're screwed" than it has officially become a problem as far as I can see. I also cannot stand the current fashion statement that is gripping the suburbia's of America. This extremely over sized shirts and shorts that not only are about to fall off but are practically scraping the ground, add in the half sideways hats and you complete this debauchery that they have decided to wear. I call people that dress as such exactly what I think they are "wannathugs", and to their face because I think that they might need to hear that most of civilized society thinks they look like morons. I know that some will say that they are expressing themselves and not to be so critical, and to them I will tell a great story that actually sums up this post quite nicely. I was in McDonalds getting lunch between job sites and the young man taking my order had his pants hanging mid way down his backside and I could see his boxers, not exactly the standard I want to see from someone handling my food, so I politely asked him to pull up his pants because their positioning was unprofessional. The young man replied that he would not and proceeded to tell me that he didn't care what I thought was professional and he was going to wear his pants "how I f***ing want". I almost lost it. My uncle had to actually tell me to calm down as I started to reply to this young man. So I stopped and took a breath and then told him that I would like to see his manager. The manager comes over and I tell him exactly what happened, and he did the right thing and gave us our meals for free assuring me that the problem would be solved. This is exactly the kind of behavior that I see on a regular basis and it astounds me, how do you justify this to yourself? I couldn't personally, and am actually quite proud of that. My one consolation is that when these young people get out to the real world and attempt to get the good jobs that we all want, that they are going to have one of the most profound eye openings imaginable.