08 November 2011
07 November 2011
Feeling Old-ish
I'm 26 and 1/2, I’m not a dinosaur, but today I felt old-ish. I was talking to a co-worker of mine, he’s 24, which makes me roughly only 2.5 years older than him. We were talking about dating. No, not him and I, let me explain....he met a girl this past weekend at a bar. I’d say he’s a shy guy, and in his words he’s “a giant pussy,” (please excuse my [his] language) so instead of asking for her number he left his number on a piece of paper and had his friend give it to her. See, he wasn’t kidding with the “giant pussy” thing. Okay, so that’s that, and now you’re up to speed.
So then comes today, co-worker and I, lets call him CW (co-worker, duh) were chatting about what’s next. He told me that she hasn’t called yet and he really hopes that she does. I replied that I hope she does too and that I think she really will but that she probably wont call during the day. In his next breathe via fingertips he said these words to me “well hopefully she’ll just text.” Ughhh really, CW? A text? I then ranted for a bit about how I think its weird if she texted instead of called. This is when I began to feel old-ish. I started to tell him that those beginning phone conversations with new people are incredibly exciting. Spending hours on the phone sharing likes and dislikes, funny and not-so-funny stories, and learning the laughter and silent moments of someone new. But no matter what I said, or how I phrased it, CW just wouldn’t hear of it. He told me that no one spends hours on the phone talking anymore when they can just text. How sad is that? Old-ish kicked in. “Kids these days” is all I could respond with.
Is it true that people don’t spend time talking on the phone? How could this be? They are missing out on so much. You cant hear a laugh via text message and “lol” just doesn’t do. You’re not candid you via text messaging. You have a backspace, a delete. An edited version of who you really are. Dating really has changed so much within the last 10, maybe even 5 years, and I cant think of it as for the better. But I guess that’s what happens, things change. A text replaces a call and a call replaces a hand written letter. I wonder what it was like to date then, way back then. I bet it was simple. You met and then you had to meet again, and again, and again. That makes sense to me. I was born late and maybe I am just trying to catch up.
So then comes today, co-worker and I, lets call him CW (co-worker, duh) were chatting about what’s next. He told me that she hasn’t called yet and he really hopes that she does. I replied that I hope she does too and that I think she really will but that she probably wont call during the day. In his next breathe via fingertips he said these words to me “well hopefully she’ll just text.” Ughhh really, CW? A text? I then ranted for a bit about how I think its weird if she texted instead of called. This is when I began to feel old-ish. I started to tell him that those beginning phone conversations with new people are incredibly exciting. Spending hours on the phone sharing likes and dislikes, funny and not-so-funny stories, and learning the laughter and silent moments of someone new. But no matter what I said, or how I phrased it, CW just wouldn’t hear of it. He told me that no one spends hours on the phone talking anymore when they can just text. How sad is that? Old-ish kicked in. “Kids these days” is all I could respond with.
Is it true that people don’t spend time talking on the phone? How could this be? They are missing out on so much. You cant hear a laugh via text message and “lol” just doesn’t do. You’re not candid you via text messaging. You have a backspace, a delete. An edited version of who you really are. Dating really has changed so much within the last 10, maybe even 5 years, and I cant think of it as for the better. But I guess that’s what happens, things change. A text replaces a call and a call replaces a hand written letter. I wonder what it was like to date then, way back then. I bet it was simple. You met and then you had to meet again, and again, and again. That makes sense to me. I was born late and maybe I am just trying to catch up.
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