I realize I'm a terrible Luddite when it comes to the 'wireless revolution', not having a cell phone, not wanting a cell phone and being utterly bemused when be-celled dinner guests excuse themselves to the balcony to explain where they are and what they're doing to a friend they probably talk to 15 times a day (wait, what?).
Even so...
I'm grabbing a slice of pizza for lunch and I see what can only be described as a 'little boy', couldn't be more than 9 years old, TEXTING on a cell phone.
At first I thought he was playing a game on a PSP or something ("which would have been natural and fine", he said, spotlighting his prejudices,) but as I drew closer no, no handheld console, just a cell phone.
I'm not sure why, but texting seemed more alien to me than if he'd just been blabbing away. Even though I dislike talking on the phone and much prefer PMs or email. What's that quote? I contradict myself...so sue me?
Hmm, not sure I got it right...
2 comments:
note to self:
1.)become tunnel carpal doctor
2.)wait for current generation to age
3.)profit!
I know someone who let their boy have a Nintendo DS at 5.
Kid is messed up.
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