My generation happens to excel at waiting.
Um … how, exactly, does her generation “excel at waiting”?? Waiting the 3 minutes it takes for their YouTube videos to upload? Waiting .00003 miliseconds for a google search to finish? Waiting 20 seconds for the credit card machines to instantly process in the backs of the cabs? Waiting 10 seconds to fast-forward through the commercials of the show you’ve just TIVO’d? Or the 15 seconds it takes to press the one-click on iTunes to buy the latest ep of Gossip Girl??
Right.
THANK THE LORD that my written-as-an-idiot-teenager columns from my high school newspaper aren’t available on the internet. Because (most) 18-year-olds have absolutely no sense of history, and they genuinely believe they are the first generation to think and do just about everything.
And now I will go and sit by myself and think cranky, crotchety old woman thoughts about how I had to connect to the internet WITH MODEMS and USE PAYPHONES and walk 18 1.2 miles to school IN THE SNOW without even AN IPOD to listen to JUSTIN BEIBER WITH, DAMNIT!
Kids these days.
