The times, they change
In an exchange about something else, Cara Michele writes:
My mom and I joke about technology. If you want to reach her, you have to call her. She checks her voice mail regularly. She checks her email every few days, if that.
If you want to reach me, you have to email or message me, because I'm always online. I check my voice mail every few days, if that.
And my kids and I have these weird hybrid online/out loud conversations when we're in the next room from each other. Wonder what it will be like for the next generation?
(Reprinted with permission)
Reminds me of being at a family birthday party. I'm seated in the middle of the table. To my right are the 50- to 60-year-old adults talking about car engines. To my left are the 20-somethings talking about motherboards. That was five years ago.
Now the youngsters at the table would be talking about what their phones can do. And they'd be texting it back and forth.
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