There are some conversations you shouldn't have in public.
I was out at a restaurant once and was seated beside a mother who was loudly lecturing her 15-year-old daughter about the hazards of premarital sex.
Talk about ruining the innocent bystanders' appetites.
I was almost tempted to ask to be moved to another table, because I didn't really want to listen in, but couldn't help it. It was like I was unwillingly transplanted into this family's living room.
Awkward conversations are better kept at home, or at least kept to a low whisper.
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