My Mom found a lot of ways to be unhappy in the way this woman seems to be.

At a baseball game, for example, if there was a person smoking a cigar in the entire section of the park, we always had to move.

If someone was snapping gum or an apple or carrot, we had to move.

Or if someone were rattling their prayer beads in the back of us, we had to move.

In other words, the cartoon might sound far fetched, but it actually isn’t.