I drive out to In-N-Out every weekend (the one time I actually use my car) to enjoy a nice hamburger lunch. It's usually the highlight of the day (sad, but I don't care), so I really look forward to it.

The In-N-Out I go to is usually packed with people, so finding a seat can be difficult. I was relegated to finding a seat outside (which is fine, since San Diego's weather is g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s). I had just sat down and taken the first bite of my awesome burger when these three high school kids approached me.

"Is it cool if we sit down and eat here?"

I didn't really think before I responded in the affirmative.

Mis-take.

Sitting there, trying to ignore them and enjoy my meal at the small circular table reminded me of all the bad memories from high school. It was the most inane chatter ever.

The two topics of discussion during the 5-minute span (I ate quickly and left, cause I didn't want to melt my brain):

• One of the guys had called one of the girls and woken her up for lunch (this was repeated three times)
• The spelling of ocean is *not* o-c-i-a-n

I didn't even get to enjoy my meal ... sigh....