Cultural Deviancy, Not Guns

Some years ago, my wife, daughter, and mother in law were entering a restaurant. My father in law was a little ahead of us, getting a table. As we entered, a young couple were coming out. In conversation with his girl friend, he dropped an "F-Bomb". I stepped in front of him, and asked that he watch his language, as there were ladies present. I glanced at the girl; after all, she had not objected, maybe she used similar language in her discource. Taken aback, the young man looked at me for a moment, then said, "Yes, Sir." I don't think he was even aware of his languange until I mentioned it. In any case, he at least refrained from flipping me off. They left, and we had our lunch. Now, he probably would flip me a bird. Chief Boring