Obnoxious Spring Breakers

We parked ourselves at the “adult pool” today to stay away from screaming children. In the morning that was good, but by the afternoon the hung over Texans, all fifteen families with their teenagers, who were also hung over, descended on the adult pool. The fathers smoked cigars while sitting in the pool, the mothers discussed their plastic surgeries gone wrong and the kids, who were freshmen or sophomores in high school complained about their algebra tests while ordering liquor drinks.
I think that the non-Texan guests would be happy if our hotel gave the Texans their own pool, “Just tell us where they are so we can stay away from them!”
My favorite conversation that I could not help but over hear thanks to their Texas volume, which for reference is twice as loud as my incredibly loud voice, was the one two mother’s were having with four of the teens.  
“Colin, what are you doing this summer?” Uber thin bikini clad fifty year old Mom asks fifteen year old boy, who was finishing his third Jack and Coke.
“I applied for an internship, but I am too young.”
“You should do the First Pres. camp. They give priority to kids who just got confirmed.”
“Sounds like work.”
“Not too bad, you can still drink. It will look good for your college application and then you can head the Bible study group at college, even though that is a long way off.”
I can’t even begin to list all that is wrong with this. The only good news is that they got their obnoxious portable speaker wet and now they are not blasting music, the parents that is. Rich entitled parents are producing rich entitled kids for whom no rules apply, but at least they are “god fearing.” They are Texans after all.