This one was a bit too long to tweet, so I’m writing it here.
At work today, I was typing out an email on my pad of eye, when a college interrupted me, with the following line. “You know this technology shit, how does that Facebook thing work”
I looked at him blanky, and said “Don’t know really, not a fan of it.”
“Bullshit, your fingering that thing (points at pad eye) so you know”*
“No, I’m sending an email, I’m not using Facebook.”
He grunted and walked off in a huff, because I was apparently bullshiting him, and not answering his questions, all because I’m supposedly some technology wizard, based on my use of a tablet device, therefore I should know about the one crappy thing he is interested in.
Next time I see him eating a sandwich, I’m going to asking how to make Muenster Cheese Soufflé with Red Bell Pepper and Tomato Salad.
*Note, I know I have used the wrong word in this statement, it should be “you’re” not “your”, but I could tell that even through his vocal use of the language, he had gotten it wrong.