“How many messages have you sent?” I ask the kid as I continue to struggle with my “thumbing.”
“Fifteen,” she says, not even breaking her concentration as she continues texting.
Even in the office, I am starting to feel like an out dated paper weight, as I watch the new generation on the corporate ladder text their way to the top. In meetings, I see these new young people sitting off on the corner of the table, thumbs moving so fast you can see the motion blur.
“One meeting,” I interrupt.
“Uh?” they scoff.
“May we have one meeting, PLEASE?” I scold, as I sternly tell the new kid in the office to stop texting and pay attention.
That’s another thing – attention spans just don’t exist anymore, everyone under thirty these days seems to pre-occupied with their digital devices.
Evrythn is shortened thse dys. SO even if I were to take away the kid’s BlackBerry, I’d never understand what was on it.
The short forms used for texting help the kid thumb her messages lightening quick, but a side effect is she talks the way she texts, so half the time when you talk to her, you haven’t a clue what she just said.
I wonder if scientists have come up with a long horrible sounding phrase for that condition?
If they aren’t texting a friend, tweeting their latest thought on Twitter, chatting on Facebook, then they are fiddling with their MP3 music player, or they are watching a video on their mobile device, or they are shooting a “pic” to send to their buddies.
With their heads constantly buried in their electronic gadgets, it’s a wonder they can see where they are going.
I swear the new kid never looks up from her BlackBerry.
Whatever happened to the old days, when people used to actually talk to each other face-to-face? Those were the days, when you could actually see how the team was doing, instead of being texted emoticons – punctuation marks combined together to graphically represent emotions.
Since when did :) replace a smile?
“How many messages have you sent?” I ask the kid as I continue to struggle with my “thumbing.”
“Fifteen,” she says, not even breaking her concentration as she continues texting.
Even in the office, I am starting to feel like an out dated paper weight, as I watch the new generation on the corporate ladder text their way to the top. In meetings, I see these new young people sitting off on the corner of the table, thumbs moving so fast you can see the motion blur.
“One meeting,” I interrupt.
“Uh?” they scoff.
“May we have one meeting, PLEASE?” I scold, as I sternly tell the new kid in the office to stop texting and pay attention.
That’s another thing – attention spans just don’t exist anymore, everyone under thirty these days seems to pre-occupied with their digital devices.
Evrythn is shortened thse dys. SO even if I were to take away the kid’s BlackBerry, I’d never understand what was on it.
The short forms used for texting help the kid thumb her messages lightening quick, but a side effect is she talks the way she texts, so half the time when you talk to her, you haven’t a clue what she just said.
I wonder if scientists have come up with a long horrible sounding phrase for that condition?
If they aren’t texting a friend, tweeting their latest thought on Twitter, chatting on Facebook, then they are fiddling with their MP3 music player, or they are watching a video on their mobile device, or they are shooting a “pic” to send to their buddies.
With their heads constantly buried in their electronic gadgets, it’s a wonder they can see where they are going.
I swear the new kid never looks up from her BlackBerry.
Whatever happened to the old days, when people used to actually talk to each other face-to-face? Those were the days, when you could actually see how the team was doing, instead of being texted emoticons – punctuation marks combined together to graphically represent emotions.
Since when did :) replace a smile?
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