Know what makes me sad?

Every once in a great while (meaning once every few days), I see a grown man or woman on a scooter. No, I don't mean the kind of scooter that I (and mods) ride. Those are acceptable. The ones I mean are those razor scooters or similar, with the range of possibilities going from little metal ones to big wood-decked gas-powered ones (like the thugs in the neighborhood ride, 'cause the gov'mint took they car, or some such thing). Anyway, it makes me sad, because these grown, non-thug humans are riding these things down the sidewalk and stuff, in business attire, on their way to and from work. Sigh.