on sunday, i encountered an all-too familiar scene at a coffeeshop. a girl no older than 11 stood in line in front of me. she asked the barista for the house blend - w/ 2 sugars and extra half and half. she ordered it with an air that i don't think i'll ever have when ordering a cup of tea (i quit coffee in november). most of the kids i encounter here are like that. sometimes their 'cultured' street smarts are things that i'm in awe of (like when the kid next to me on the subway is talking about his vinyl collection), but most of the time it freaks me out.
at water aerobics (yes, i've recently taken up the sport) last night, i overheard two kids talking about their ipods:
"i just got rid of my shuffle."
"for a real ipod?"
"no, well, like, maybe. it was from when ipods were first invented. i couldn't listen to all of my stuff. it was my brothers."
"i have a real one. it holds all of my music."
"whoa - my parents said i could get one of those for my birthday."
the conversation went on for quite some time. they started exchanging gigabite information and something about transferring files that i just couldn't follow. but my main questions hinged on my belief that it's not possible for either one of these children to have been born when ipods were 'invented'
but they know a hell of a lot more about the tech, so i'm going to keep my mouth shut. a few years from now, one of them will probably talk to me like a child when i'm trying to buy a new computer from them at the apple store. and so continues my descent into adulthood. i'm catching up to you mom - one new tech item at a time.
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