Young people.
How can you walk around with ripped up Blue Jeans? And you
paid for them like that!
Constantly fidgeting with your phones, texting the friend
right beside you.
What the HELL is Venmo and why do I need it? I have a
wallet.
What do you mean, “What is a wallet?”
Changing jobs every 18 months. Not a single care in the world.
Except that you want to change it!
How are you going to change the world when you have barely
lived in it?
You sit around coffee shops drinking Half Caf, De Caf, Herbal
Something Mocha Freaking Lattes and playing on the Snap Chitter. Try drinking
some harsh Black Coffee in a real mug while eating some eggs and reading a
newspaper. Then call me!
And if you say, “What’s a newspaper, I am going to scream.”
The truth is, I am a little jealous.
My parents deny they ever spanked me, but real life is being
chased around and beaten with the sizzler race track.
My mom was upset when I told her to throw away the dozen or
so trophies and plaques I got growing up. I can’t imagine the award case you
will discard someday.
Try asking someone out on a date in the hallway at school or
even over the phone.
You cannot even fathom living with 4 guys in a sparsely
decorated dorm room and sharing one bathroom. (actually maybe the best 4 years
of my life.) Except for being married and having kids of course.
I am jealous though. You have so many skills and such
confidence. You don’t seem to be afraid of anything.
Maybe you can sit with me and show me how to do that Venmo
thingy? I’m not interested in the Snap Chitter. You teach me a little about
technology and I will help you enjoy real music!
I may even let you use my selfie stick!
