I see a lot of kids at my job. Usually they are wandering around with no guardian. These hobo children run amok and tend to believe they are some elite group of anarchists whose only goal is to watch the world burn. Giant display of apples? No problem. Let’s knock it down! Oh, look! A box of marbles. Let’s watch them roll across the floor while we laugh gleefully at the mess we made. I have not yet to witness either of those two examples I explained above but you can bet the house that sooner or later some ragamuffin will yank that apple off the table and stroll off like they had nothing to do with the granny smith apple collapse of 2012.

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