So, the Kid’s dad just called and said he got him a Blackberry for his birthday. The Kid is very excited because he wants us to text each other all day long. I told him why doesn’t he ask his dad to send the phone up here so he can text his friends. He said he didn’t have any his friends’ phone numbers. I said, “Why don’t you text your brother or your mom?”
According to the Kid, “
Old people should not text.”
Old people? Who is old? Apparently his mom. “My mom be texting all the time,” he said. I said to him, “I text.” He bust out laughing. He has seen me text. I spend an awful lot of time on Facebook and Twitter on my iPhone. Sad, but true. While he’s laughing, I’m wondering if he’s laughing at me because I’m “too old to text” or if it’s just sad that I text. I have no idea. Then he turns around and says, “
But you don’t really look old. Since you look like you’re 20, then it’s okay. And plus you don’t have any kids.”
So, in order to be allowed to text, you have to look young or be young, and you can’t have any kids.