You are pleasantly surprised.
The kids and I dined at one of the fine local eateries near the mall (ok IHop) today. We were there in the after-lunch-not-yet-dinner (Senior) time frame.
The nice young man serving us had long hair and a tattoo (or 3). I admit - such appearance leads me to certain expectations - young, rowdy-ish, perhaps disconnected from my POV, did I mention young? (Gosh now I feel really old).
Today I GLADLY say I WAS SO VERY WRONG! I listened to this young man speak with tenderness and care to each older customer he was serving. He asked, in earnest, the man behind me about his time in the war - REALLY wanting to know; it was clear that the young man wanted to befriend the gentleman (who was dining alone). To my shame (and his credit) I am deeply touched that this (or any) young man took time out of his serving to sit and make someone feel less alone.
I hope that my children grow to be as caring and kind as this man is. I pray for myself to be less judgmental. Until then - I hope we are all pleasantly surprised more often.
I'll keep you posted!