I was finishing up my 4 mile walk half an hour ago. On the last little bit I am up on the sidewalk just before the house. Going the other way "Grandma" is pulling a large wagon outfitted with blankets, pillows and a 4 ft diameter umbrella. Like the Punjab of Old India there's a boy, obviously pre-school age, riding while holding his IPad. I am a nosy so-and-so and I hear him exclaim: "Grandma! I just died on this app again! I can't make it do what I want! I don't know if I can restart!......" I'm walking in the opposite direction so I didn't get Grandma's response. She was sweating more than me and I was making 17 minute miles.
I pass judgement often and regular, no different:
1) Grandma has obviously spoilt the "little angel"
2) Soul stealing technology strikes again. I'm sure he'll get a great $7 figure(money ain't worth much now, 20 years....) job as a bot slayer in the "GooGooPlex.
3) I can't figure a bigger handicap for a child than not walking next to Grandma, sweating in the sun, getting stronger by the day.
4) Zero "frustration tolerance" in the youngster. Definitely on track to be a pampered snowflake in a world of pampered snowflakes.
5) I have learned to mind-my-own-business so rather than continue to mind "not my business" Somebody stop me. Joe
I pass judgement often and regular, no different:
1) Grandma has obviously spoilt the "little angel"
2) Soul stealing technology strikes again. I'm sure he'll get a great $7 figure(money ain't worth much now, 20 years....) job as a bot slayer in the "GooGooPlex.
3) I can't figure a bigger handicap for a child than not walking next to Grandma, sweating in the sun, getting stronger by the day.
4) Zero "frustration tolerance" in the youngster. Definitely on track to be a pampered snowflake in a world of pampered snowflakes.
5) I have learned to mind-my-own-business so rather than continue to mind "not my business" Somebody stop me. Joe