Wednesday, June 06, 2007

OKAY...(said real slow)

I'm at work yesterday. One of our shift supervisors is clocking out. She tells me that she is headed for her college "Statistics" class and that she's having a tough time with it. I smile and reply, "Remember what Mark Twain said: 'There are lies, damn lies, and statistics." She gives me a blank look and says, "Who is Mark Twain?" I pause for a moment. "He wrote Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn." The blank look remains. She has no idea who I am talking about. Some days I feel really old, some days I feel like I am totally out of touch with "younger" people. {I'm also trying to figure out when I started calling them "younger people."} Anyway, some days I feel both. Yesterday was one of them.
I know that most would have no idea who J.D. Salinger or Harper Lee or Edgar Allan Poe are. I do hope that they still know who Dr. Seuss, S.E. Hinton, and Stephen King are but I'm afraid to ask. I feel like a dinosaur.

1 comment:

dink said...

ha. When I taught art at the local elementary school I spent the first 3 months being flabbergasted--the stuff they didn't KNOW--and the stuff they DID. The majority of them could name only 3 presidents (current, Washington and Lincoln) but they knew all about Monica Lewinsky. eep.