Almost every day, I hear parents and grandparents and people on TV complain about how cellphones, smartphones, texting, streaming, Facebooking, tweeting and computer games are turning our children into little unsocial robots who won't be able to function in the real world. The real world of cellphones, smartphones, texting, streaming, Facebooking, tweeting and computer games.
And do you think you could get a job in today's world by bragging on your resume that you don't know how to text and don't use email?
What's odd is that people on TV and the people who watch it never seem to blame TV itself for turning us into antisocial robots. Do you watch TV during dinner? Do you watch TV in the bedroom? Is there a lot of talking going on while you and/or your spouse watch a four-hour football game? Have you ever tried having a conversation with someone who is watching "SportsCenter"?
Do you talk all the way through movies you are watching? If you do, most people would rather you texted.
But that's not always true, either. Recently, some guy shot another guy dead for texting during a movie. As if texting during a movie is rude, but shooting someone to death for texting during a movie isn't.
"Whatever happened to talking to each other?" I hear people ask, as if every word they say is some kind of rare pearl, which comes only from a one-of-a-kind oyster. In reality, their own last, very social words were, "Have you seen the remote control?"
My friend, Marv, is one of those who think cellphones, texting and email are turning us into a nation of tech idiots. I was behind him at the checkout line of the supermarket last week. After first asking the clerk why two avocados cost $4.12, and then explaining that the price of the sauerkraut on the shelf was different than the price on the flier, he pulled out his wallet and found the exact bills he needed. Then he scrounged around in his pockets to find the exact change. After about 30 seconds, it turned out he didn't have the exact change, so he put all his money back and pulled out a big bill and handed it to the cashier.
In the other lane, while all this was going on, two 20-somethings waved their smartphones at something on the counter and walked out with their purchases in 2 seconds. No social interaction at all.
Behind me, some woman kept tapping her foot like she was in some kind of rush. Just as Marv gets his receipt, she says into her cellphone, "My water just broke," and the cashier, a 16-year-old boy, said, "You want to go back and get another?"
Marv snorted his indignation. "In my day," he said, "a clerk would have gone and gotten that lady another water. Manners – I guess there's no app for that!"
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