Be nice, the young ones are looking at you.

My daughter had a disagreement with an elderly person. She came home from school and looked pissed, but as usual I did not ask because I knew the drama would unfold. She eventually took the tin of Milo, put a spoon in her mouth, ate it then she said, “I really do not understand old people. You know you are on your way out, oh gosh, why won’t you be nicer?”