Friday, September 07, 2007


I called my mom last night because, you know, I was having a rough day. And this exchange took place.

"I swear to God, Mom. I will punch the next nineteen year old I see with a Blackberry."

"Oh, Tyler, now why would that make you upset? That's a silly thing to get aggravated about."

Clearly my mother doesn't get it, so I had to make her understand.

"Mom, I'm against Blackberries in general. I don't think anyone needs one, much less a college student."

"Well, I'm sure their parents buy them for them."

"Exactly, mom. Remember when I was in first grade and [Name redacted]'s got BOOKS from the Tooth Fairy and I was upset when I found out because the Tooth Fairy only brought me fifty cents for each tooth? Do you remember how mad you were?"

"YES. I hated that. It was almost as bad as when divorced parents had Santa Claus come TWO NIGHTS IN A ROW. Ugh. Did they think their kids wouldn't come to school and brag, 'Santa came to my house twice!'"

That's how I feel about people my age with Blackberries.

1 comment:

each of the two said...

i sympathize.

went to an Arctic Monkey's concert last night, awsome time had, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut,
i can't tell you how much i wanted to beat all of those Psuedo alt-rock punk wannabe kids there.

sheesh i feel old.