Remember the good old days where if you saved someone's life during a zombie apocalypse (or some other significant disaster) they were all like, "Thank you for saving my life! I appreciate your every little gesture of kindness. I only have this sharpened stick but I will fight loyally by your side!"
Nowadays it is all: What do you mean you don't have gluten free rations?! I only drink water bottled in New Hampshire during the full moon! I follow a strict Paleo diet and sleep on 4000 thread count sheets. None of this will do for me. I cannot believe you have not catered to my every need. I am going to sit here and pout until you fix this gross negligence.
Yep, and that's just one of the many reasons I hate people.
The Fine Print: So true, not all who wander are lost; some of us are just trying to get away from the bullshit. Mouse by House Mouse, greeting by Stampin' Up, dies by Spellbinders.