I had one of those adult meltdowns last year; I am basically a very happy person, so it came as a shock not only to myself, but my traveling companions.
I took two college aged women who work for the bar I frequent. I am 50, so far removed from the whole entire texting thing.
One of the girls spent the first three days constantly arguing over her phone with her boyfriend, texting back and forth all hours of the day and night.
We walked into the upper level of the GF, off the monorail and my other companion gasped and said, "Oh my goodness, how beautiful." It was completely decorated for Christmas and the piano player was playing, etc.
The second companion entered, while I was still holding the door, continuing to text. She looks up and says, "I don't know why I have to deal with this now."
And right there in the middle of the lobby, I had a meltdown. Forgive me, I couldn't help it. It was my sentiments exactly - why do you have to deal with this now????
My expectation was to take two very nice young ladies who brought my single life some pleasure by having a place to go each night to have a nice meal and a couple of glasses of wine, on a wonderful trip. And that trip at that moment wasn't living up to my expectations at all...... so it does happen.