I’m not sure if you’re aware of it or not, but we, as a country are completely screwed. When you say to your child, “I need to speak to you,” and she says, “just text me,” you know we have a problem.
I grew up with the rotary phone. You know the kind. It had a curly cord attached to it and a circular “key pad.” We had one phone on the kitchen wall. For privacy, it was literally a stretch across the hall and into the bathroom.
Sure, in retrospect, it was a pain in the ass. But at least we SPOKE to one another. We opened our mouths and actual words came out. We put the effort into dialing a phone that took 2.5 minutes so that we could talk to our best friend or boyfriend. We also learned about time management because otherwise we would never get the opportunity to make that phone call before mom or dad needed to use it.
If the kid needs to ask someone a question that needs immediate attention, she texts instead of calls. When I suggest she actually pick up the phone and call them, you should see the look on her face. It’s as if I just suggested we go skinny dipping in the Atlantic in February. Like it was the stupidest idea since the Snuggie.
Every job description I come across during my job search says that good verbal communication skills are necessary. I’m afraid this is what a job description of the future will look like:
“Must be proficient in texting at least 95 words per minute without error. No need to speak to anyone. No need to pay attention to anyone. Ability to use Facebook, Instagram and Twitter an added bonus.” To top it off, they will probably be required to have a Master’s Degree. So, we all get to pay out our asses in education for our children so they can get a job that doesn’t require them to speak.
This should be interesting. I’m not sure I want to be around for that. If I am, please call and let me know. Although the phone may be obsolete by then. Um, text me?
Happy New Year! Or should I say Happy First Month of the New Year! Like many, I wrote a list of new year’s resolutions for myself. It looks like this:
- Start a blog
- Get a real job
- Eat more fruits and vegetables
- Eat less
- Exercise more
- Lose weight
Honestly, I don’t think that’s too much to ask of myself. So, it has been exactly one month and this is what I have accomplished:
- Start a Blog – Well, yes. I did. Yay for me.
- Get a real job – Um, I’ve sent in my resume to 2 places and tried to teach myself PowerPoint. Does that count?
- Eat more fruits and veggies – If you count wine as a fruit, then resolution partially achieved. If not, then….no.
- Eat less – Actually I’ve stopped grazing like a damn cow all day. Ok, maybe I haven’t stopped exactly. Let’s just say I’ve decreased the grazing a bit. That is less, right?
- Exercise more – I should rephrase that to say “exercise.” I went for a walk on January 30th. Unless I continue to do so, that would be a big fat N-O.
- Lose weight – Since I basically failed at 3, 4 and 5, I guess it’s obvious what the answer is to #6.
About 3 years ago, I stopped making new year’s resolutions. Because this is what inevitably happens. I barely make it past day #1. I guess because my list looks about the same every year and let’s face it, this girl likes her food. And more than 1/2 of my resolutions pretty much involve food or the act of reducing food.
But this year was going to be different. I was so sick of walking by those damn store mirrors and catching a glimpse of myself and being startled because that woman looks like me but couldn’t possibly be. What I really should have as a resolution is to stop looking at myself in store mirrors. Stupid store mirrors. Those suckers ought to make us look like we lost 10 pounds, not gained 10 pounds.
So, instead of tossing the entire list out the window, I am going to start again today. I’ll let you know how I’m doing in a month. Do Bloody Mary’s count as a veggie?